A squeamish child, I didn’t pull the wings off of flies. Or petals off a daisy. I didn’t much want to know what the insides of anything looked like – animal, vegetable, sea creature, automobile or electronic equipment. I was satisfied with the outer surface of things. I was happy to allow fate to determine […]
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She loves me, she loves me not
Posted in Adolescents/Teenagers, Emotions/Inner World, Love, Spirituality, Writing on January 14, 2014 | Leave a Comment »
Would you like some Cinnamon Crispies with that?
Posted in Adolescents/Teenagers, Writing on December 30, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
When I was a teenager rebelling against a summer job in the family business – it was the era of proving myself, taking a stance of fierce independence, or perhaps it was just the ultimate in my stubborn streak – I took a job at Taco Bell. I learned to withstand skin burns from pinto […]
Stop, Thief!
Posted in Adolescents/Teenagers, Literature, Writing on October 19, 2013 | 1 Comment »
There are only so many ways to tell stories. We all are born, come of age, die. In between, we struggle with love, loss, alienation and belonging, morality and immorality, good and evil. Depending on your English department’s particular 100-level Intro to (modern, English, German, Hispanic, popular, ethnic) Lit, you’ll learn the universal themes: three, […]
On a Clear Day
Posted in Adolescents/Teenagers, Growing up, Masculinity, Natural World, Travel, Youth on August 12, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
It’s not obvious what to write about after a day atop the Coast Mountains, a part of the North American Pacific Coast Ranges. Or, rather, it is so obvious that one cannot actually write it. Feeling insignificantly small against the unending vistas. Breathing requiring conscious effort as one ascends the “easy” trail at 7000 feet, […]
The Three Stooges
Posted in Adolescents/Teenagers, Film, Friendship, Growing up, Having Fun, Masculinity on June 23, 2013 | 2 Comments »
Three 12-year-olds are in my living room, finally slowing down for some screen time before heading off to sleeping bags and whispered late night boy humor. My best friend was just visiting, and somehow the topic of The Three Stooges came up. She asserted that the timelessness of their comedy is dependent on Curly. I […]