Rebel Without a Notebook

In dismay, I realized that I’d left my jacket 260 miles away in the closet of my friends Nathan and Danika’s house in Tucson. That would be a minor inconvenience in snowy Flagstaff, but I had another coat, so I would survive. Then, I remembered what was in my inside pocket and began to panic.Continue reading “Rebel Without a Notebook”

The Football Myth

Why are we so obsessed with football? What is it about a sporting event that can draw millions of us to the television, cause us to scream at the refs and cheer our team to victory? I think it’s more than the competition and it’s more than the commercials. I think what really enthralls usContinue reading “The Football Myth”

Love Letter to a Typewriter

When I was 4 years old, I dictated my first book to my mom — a 12-page epic about a bear who went on a road trip — and I have been obsessed with the art of storytelling ever since. Everywhere I went from then on, I would compose little narratives. I collected notebooks andContinue reading “Love Letter to a Typewriter”

The Obsession

The life of a writer is often quite lonely. Even in a writing group or a room full of people furiously weaving words together, the creation of a new world has a strange way of trapping its creator inside. Last night, I finished co-writing a script for a play and came back to my house,Continue reading “The Obsession”