Patagonian Road

When it comes to written meditations, I love this one, "Somewhere a Siren," by Robert Vivian—available for your reading pleasure a...

  In her excellent essay on creative non-fiction subgenres, "Meandering River," Sue William Silverman writes:  "In the lyri...

This week, I want to explore the idea of taking "risks" in creative non-fiction - and this post is dedicated to my friend and fell...

This month, I’m posting a series of mini-lectures on creative non-fiction—today, an overview of the genre, for anyone who’s ever asked: What...

When I started at Northwood as a ninth grader, I was decidedly a nerd: small, sort of shy, dorky in my fleece and khakis. The friends I had ...

Originally published at Catherine Campbell's Literary Blog In a chalk-scented classroom on a September afternoon, I read The Circuit w...

“Love is the fulcrum on which the teeter-totter rests,” writes Michele Morano in her wry, relatable memoir, LIKE LOVE. Over the course of fo...

Marylou Butler was a writer, an activist, a partner, and a friend. She died on February 6, 2020.  When I think of Marylou, I see her in th...

Another year, another July 11, another summer day of sticking my hands into the soil and rooting around with the roses and missing you. I w...

This year on my birthday, the wind gusts while the sun beams through puffy, swift-moving clouds. The air outside is electric, and the cat ...