Nonfiction
Story of the Week
I loved hopping freight trains. It was cheap, dirty, and dangerous.
Story of the Week
I had fantasies of Papa telling my son the stories he never told me.
Nonfiction
I rented a house in the woods of East Hampton as a form of therapy.
Story of the Week
I felt awful about imposing on him, but I was desperate to see the Derby.
Nonfiction
“Leaving for war, Hayes wept. He didn’t just cry; he wept...”
Narrative Taste
Diane cupped my cheek in her hand, studying me, memorizing me.
Nonfiction
In the street waiting for a cab, Ann’s boyfriend entrusted me with the story.
Nonfiction
How many times had I passed it in a taxicab or walked within sight of it?
Nonfiction
I would chase it to the shores of the lake where the killer waited.
Narrative Outloud
We are teachers so maybe we can help something change, tap into something.
Interviews - Audio/Video
An in-depth audio interview with Ann Beattie on her writing.
Interviews - Audio/Video
Audio clips of Pultizer Prize winner Jennifer Egan on her work.
Story of the Week
Sudden camera blurs, blackouts, audio hiccups, silences.
Love Story Contest
A high roller gave her money to stay in his room for the weekend.
Story of the Week
It is our nature to conform; it is a force which not many can resist.
Nonfiction
They lived on the street, their mom a prostitute and heroin addict.
Nonfiction
Early on, Castro learned and opposed the unfairness of things.
Essays
Tonight these writers lower their eyes and silence their words.
Narrative High School Writing Contest
My grandfather has a space where the tip of his thumb should be.
Narrative High School Writing Contest
He didn’t come to arrive, he came to go, and yet that didn’t matter.
Narrative High School Writing Contest
Soon I will walk up those same back steps the police took by force.
Nonfiction
I care only about the little body wiggling in that plastic bassinet.
Nonfiction
I want to change the subject, but I can’t. I need to think about dying.
Nonfiction
Atomic bomb. How could those two words be said together?
N30B Winners
Paharganj reels with beggars. Old women, boys, breast-feeding girls.
Story of the Week
As Ilya sauntered back toward us, I saw a boy with nothing to lose.
Story of the Week
Stories are places to live. We live in stories. What we are is stories.
