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I got to see Dave Eggers speak about 13 years ago at Butler University. He was riding the tidal wave of success with the Pulitzer-prize n...

A looong time ago, I made cards. It was this little thing I made into a side business. It was not overly successful. In fact, I still have...

In struggling with finding a "niche" with My Bucket of Parts, I've had conversations with a fellow blogger that has a strong...

As the saying goes, I feel like I am a jack of all trades, but a master of none. In my little online world, I have created three differen...

A graphic novel legacy has ended for me. The very first comic series that I have ever read has laid to rest all of its characters, lea...

There's a month of writing insanity. It happens in November when the doldrums of winter begin to rear its ugly head. It happens right...

When I sit down to write an essay, I think about E.B. White's "Once More to the Lake," and feel inadequate. It ruined me b...

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Prologue We start with the delicious summer soundtrack of crickets in the background and the "aaaahhh's" of the chorus. Re...

It was toward the end of my first year of teaching. Things were going well. I was helping students make the ugliest yearbook ever (not on...

The good thing about a series of books is the second book and every book after are very easy to get into. It doesn't take 30 pages or...