Should he be Talon or blue? Was he the conquered or conqueror? He stood on the tower and felt who he was stretched in so many directions, it was impossible to see. He was both. He was all. He was…

[continuing with characters in my novel!] June was born May 31st to schoolteachers who couldn't wait for summer. Her mother, Savannah, taught fourth grade forever — it's the perfect age, she would say, the world hasn't gotten too loud yet.…

Last night, I watched an artsy German film whose strongest element was the main character, a preteen age boy who was constantly watching what the adults were doing and wondering why. It was like my childhood experience with adults, especially…

Sitting here, obedient, I wonder when will my people release me? That young squirrel,-- is that what they called it? --should really know better that to invade my yard. I admit it. I'm selfish, territorial. I'm made this way! To…

I wrote and produced, but didn't have the idea for my last film, THE DREAMERS AND I. Because I couldn't touch back to that moment of realizing, "This could be a movie!" I never understood what DREAMERS was about, almost…

A Song that's never sung Is like a Bell that's never rung Like a Voice that's afraid, Afraid to be heard! Lift your Voice and sing See what the future brings Sing with all your Heart It's not the end,…

Sara did not know where to turn or who to turn to……though it wasn’t the first time she’d lost all hope, she’d always had her youth to put things in perspective and bolster her resolve … but now, no longer…

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I sit each day under the tree and read old stories. I want to reconcile with my body. I long to understand the blood that cycles through me each month and its relation to the moon. So, I track down…

When I was in 5th grade, I got up, went to the kitchen to have breakfast then go to school. My parents were sitting at the kitchen table, talking, but not in any noticeably emotional way. My father looked up…