PEREGRINE PULP

I don't like to think of time in the conventional manner. I once read a definition of time as, “a measure of change”. I always liked...

I've been mildly criticized of “never asking questions” of other people. This has been brought up several times over the last few years...

Ms. Chan, I’m writing to you to let you know that many in our class had a problem with one of the slides that was shown on Tuesday. The...

I love books but hate reading. Growing up I struggled to read and always found it dreadfully boring. Not much has changed since then....

So there’s this thing: this nagging confusion I have that has been with me for as long as I can recall. The first time this confusion...

People sometimes ask if I think of myself as an optimistic person or as a pessimistic one. To be honest, I don’t think of myself either...

“Body of missing canoeist recovered”, the newspaper headline reads. That can't possibly be what is meant, can it? They didn't find the...

What I love the most about the Ten Commandments is that those stone tablets, we are told, were the only time God (G-d, Elohim, Yahweh,...

(Landa went to sleep early, the same way she did every night. She awakes in a hospital room.) Nope. [twelve minute pause] Nope. [eight...

It was Wednesday February 7th, 2001, when Munro and I landed in Singapore. We arrived just after midnight, after more than nineteen hours...

Following the style of T.S. Eliot's poem The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, I've attempted to create a dramatic stream of consciousness...