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Snow Country

Snow Country

(This post is one in a series about the best books ever written. The first post in the series is here.) There are many books by Yasunari Kawabata floating around in discussions of “best books” over the last few decades but I would suggest that this, probably his best-known work, is the most stellar example of contemporary self-exploratory fiction out there. I will actually begin with the plot for this…

Divergent

Divergent

(This post is one in a series about the best books ever written. The first post in the series is here.) Divergent, the first of the series by the same name from Veronica Roth, is a clear demonstration not only of what youth-focused literature can be but what it should be. Really, most of the other writers in this genre should simply be ashamed of what they’ve been producing all…

Angels and Demons

Angels and Demons

(This post is one in a series about the best books ever written. The first post in the series is here.) I did indeed like Angels and Demons enough to put it on my list of best books ever written. And that may shock some people — actually, that does shock a lot of people and I have heard that particular question many times. Usually a book is either good…

Writing a Future?

Writing a Future?

As many of you are no doubt aware, I teach creative writing at the undergraduate and graduate levels, sometimes to high school students, too. I believe that there is a far too significant break between the study of literature and that of writing. We often are forced to pretend that there is reading and there is writing and that these two are only loosely connected. Some of this comes from…

a life at the board

a life at the board

what once was blackyou turned to whitewith each stroke of chalkleaving its marknot simply on vertical surfacesdepicting curvesand anglesbut the brightness of understanding on mindsclouded with reflections of childhoodand the silliness of the moment the past retreatedinto modern whiteboards calling to youto turn those white linesinto colorsmyriad and brightwhose new arcs become food in the mouths of generationswhose sparks had not yet been kindledbut whose desire to see the world…

Riding the Moment

Riding the Moment

I see a woman riding a horse through the village. She has incredible concentration as the horse gallops down the narrow street. I can’t help thinking how impressive it is to have such direction, such focus to get to a destination rather than being prepared to get there someday, eventually, at some point in the future. I turn my horse and follow and call out to her.Sister, where are you…

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