Most Recent Nonfiction

1. How did you get started on the road to writing? Did you always want to become a writer? No I don’t think I always thought, “Oh, I’m dying to be a writer.” I always wanted to be an actress and write my own plays. I was always a good... (more »)

Numb. Who am I? The simple answer is my name, but let’s get technical shall we? Who am I, really? I can be “my name” to anyone I’ve always known, but even that is now becoming an immature portrayal I struggle to fulfill. People create... (more »)

Peer pressure is an immense issue in teens today. Many harmful things such as drugs, alcohol, tobacco, violence, and shoplifting are brought on by peer pressure. Whether one’s motivation to do these things is to make friends, fit in, become... (more »)

In this current world full of iPhones, laptops, and iPods, chalkboards seem almost forgotten. Ten years ago most people would never have imagined a YouTube video playing from a classroom blackboard, being able to drag text across the board to... (more »)

Fukushima. When I hear that name, all I can think of are smiles etched on the faces of possibly the most gracious people I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet. I think of unification and happiness; hospitality and laughter. When I hear Fukushima,... (more »)

Fame can be boiled down to several simple ingredients. Looks, image, and a few cups of luck seem to be written on every page of the Superstar Cookbook. Unfortunately, some of the things half-baked celebrities lack—like personality, character,... (more »)

It seemed like I had waited my whole life for Philmont. I had heard about it when I had joined Boy Scouts, and had wanted ever so badly to go since. The memories I made there, I will remember for the rest of my life. Before Philmont I was filled... (more »)

During the summer of 1976, my dad took a journey he would never forget. My dad, grandpa and two uncles, Ricky and Moe, went on a three day fishing trip they took every year. They have been waiting for this fishing trip all summer. It was July... (more »)

Those eyes and that smile. They capture me and hold me captive. His eyes are grayish blue, like the sky after it rains. His smile is beautiful, so straight and white. He’s just so perfect, almost too good to be true. Little did I know that he... (more »)

September 20. It was a Tuesday. I was sitting in chorus class when I was called down for early dismissal. I was so happy because I thought my mom had gotten me an earlier appointment to get my braces off. When I got down to the office, they told... (more »)