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Monthly Archives: August 2009

On Being a Man

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Part of the enjoyment of being a teacher of English is that you will read books you never would have considered picking up in the bookstore. I had to read a series of books for an American Experience class I’m teaching, and strangely, both dealt with the African-American experience: Kindred, by Octavia Butler and Passing, [...]

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I’ve Written a Brand New Story

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

A man walks into the restaurant looking haggard. He’s been driving all night, and he’s exhausted – nearly drove off Interstate 90 twice on his way to Chicago. Good thing those vibrating, ribbed thingies were there on the side of the road to wake him, give him that cold shiver only terrorizing fear can give [...]

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On Defining Postmodernism

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Someone once asked me what postmodernism is, and I replied with a bumbling answer that went nowhere. At the end of my embarrassing attempt, he said, “I think I know what you mean…” which was a really nice thing to say to me, considering I couldn’t even begin to articulate what I knew was a [...]

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