the school counselor, a man I don’t remember well. During my time at the school, he said very few ... things to me, but there is a vague sense of hatred that comes reeling back when I try to imagine his ... later. I spent a lot of time feeling stupid, enough to plan ahead. He must have shaken his head and ...
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keep giving my father books, he doesn't even buy them. This fellow says the book is his, and ... he can say whatever he wants, the book is mine, you can ask my father. It doesn't have your ... What do you say to all this? he asked the boy. He stole it just after I'd bought it. And the ...
help people whose lives were completely different from his own if he could not even help somebody his ... trying to shock or offend him. But Bedenbaugh had seen through that; most of that was just a front. He ... him. "It's ten-thirty," Douglas said. He was draping his wet socks on the ...
explored the dimensions of the subject. At his best, he took his writing to his highest level of doubt. ... play it straight, beware: the subtext can change out from under you. So it could be that even if we ... the elusiveness of subtext over time, what does it all mean? Why write or encourage others to do so ...
never does, he still has tremendous influence among the other prisoners, his family and other people. So ... so wonderful about working in the prison environment is that you learn as much from your students as ... teacher is there because he or she wants to be and the prisoners know that, so they have extra respect and ...
book of fables. His school had used it his senior year and he'd said it might help. When Miss ... in the front raised her hand. "He is leaving." Yes, he was saying good-bye. The ... had told the class to write a fable, Ruzi had copied the one about Tarantula and Crocodile. Then ...
this Viking, and he’s narrating his Viking adventures, and that shit doesn’t exist, but it’s great. So ... a story at his best and most articulate moment. TQO: So what kind of student were you when you were in ... doing it electronically now. But my editor doesn’t like Word, so I send him Word documents and he sends ...
writing degree, which makes getting a job at the school in question difficult, if not impossible. “Your ... degree is in creative writing?” the secretary asked. I said that it was.“Not poetry, is it?” ... at a small college. The chair of the department and his secretary both grilled me about my creative ...
hear him teach that the front porch of the home he was staying in collapsed. He moved his meetings to ... he’s given me? If He wants to speak, why do so in confusion, the inchoate, fragmented whirlwind? This ... a sweater, interrupted to ask if she’d seen my keys. God had compelled her to get out of bed, kneel on our ...
try and find those cards. Our names are on all of them. We could get caught so easily." ... starting to drive again. "He gave her a new knee. She hadn't been able to walk for ten ... about." "Someone has to worry," she says. As she drives, going only ten miles per hour ...
