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It’s open clay studio and I make my way to the Dow Visual Arts Building to participate in an Interlochen offering, for the first time, as a student. I met this summer’s ceramics instructor at the [...]

One night, there are 5 performances in 5 separate locations on campus. The next night, 7,000 people are on campus to see Bela Fleck. I get to sit dead-center, twenty rows back. The faculty’s [...]

I’m putting several hours a day into this war stuff. I call it “stuff” because I don’t really know what else to call it—it doesn’t feel quite official enough to be “research.” I watch lots of [...]

Dear Friends and Fans, I’m happy to report some extraordinarily good news today! I was awarded 1st PRIZE in the PRESS 53 OPEN AWARDS contest for my short story, “My Father Calls Me Pequeña.” This [...]

It’s just after 8am and I can hear them in the hallway. I peek around the corner from my office and glimpse light blue socks. A few pairs of red ones. They’re reading poetry to each other from [...]

I awake to the sound of the PA system in Junior Boys resounding through the pine forest. At the crosswalk, hundreds of boys in blue and white cross with the crossing guards, nametags clinking as [...]

Please take a moment to review my latest WEBSITE UPDATES, including news about my next public reading at Interlochen Center for the Arts. Local readers: Attend and have access to a limited [...]

Here’s what’s been going on: For days now I’ve been in that deeply immersed space of fiction and anything that interrupts that “dream” is difficult for me to focus [...]

They call them “the inland seas.” They call them “the third coast.” Together, they boast nearly 5,000 documented shipwrecks and conjure their own weather patterns. Which is why, after severe [...]

Since Interlochen’s property spreads across the highway along both Duck and Green Lakes, decent portions of each shoreline are speckled with camp-owned three-season cabins. I’ve had my eye on a [...]