Zane Graham shares his poem "Camping in the Social Apocalypse"
It was a dark and... "No, no, no! You can't write that, you idiot, that's plagiarism!" screamed my editor. Four score and seven... "That's Abraham Lincoln, you dolt!" he shrieked. We writers often worry about the health of our editor. Namely, about whether it has lasted too long. Ahem, back to the perfect beginning. Call... Continue Reading →
I want to state that I am not going through anything major right now. That isn't what triggered this thinking. It just happened, and I want to share my thoughts. From what I have seen, people are generally raised being told not to bury their feelings inside. I used to just let it all out,... Continue Reading →
I want you to take a moment and imagine a child waking up on Christmas morning. Watch this child open up a particularly large present, and inside is the bike they’ve always wanted. Can you feel their energy and excitement? Their overwhelming joy? That immediate longing to take the bike outside for a ride? Isn’t... Continue Reading →
Our generation is obsessed with authenticity. We want real food, real sugar, real music. We want our organic Chipotle, locally-grown fruits, sustainable shampoo, handmade, hometown, biodegradable, non-GMO, fair-trade everything, even to the point of being the generation that is slowly putting the biggest fast-food-giant out of business. However, our desire for authenticity stops there—on the... Continue Reading →