Literature

The next day, I went to the address on Dante’s business card. It was in Rainier Valley, which wasn’t exactly rundown but wasn’t upwardly mobile either. The directions led to…

After a good night’s sleep, I went to work the next morning, feeling a bit more optimistic about life. I decided Tawny had probably already scored last night, and Niphon…

For a few seconds, I was no longer at the party. My mind’s eye flashed back to where I stood on a cliff outside the town I’d grown up in,…

I wished the guy on top of me would hurry up because I was getting bored.Unfortunately, it didn’t seem like he was going to finish anytime soon. Brad or Brian…

Seth had chided me for being late, but with five daughters, the Mortensens were always running late. So no one, except Seth, really paid much attention to my tardiness.Likewise, with…

The CPFV meeting didn’t get nearly as much press as a hot lesbian affair did, but it still drew a reporter from the Seattle Times, as well as some other…

The waiter brought me another gimlet just as I finished my last one. Good man, I thought. He deserved an ample tip.Four days after the Emerald Lit Fest, I sat…

I woke up the next morning with the worst hangover of my life, and that’s saying something.It was actually the cold air that woke me, blowing in through the shattered…

Striking Sol with that tiny piece of wood was like dropping a nuclear warhead into the room. The blast threw me off the couch, and I hit the floor with…

The dealer’s house sat away from the road, just like all sinister houses should, I suppose. My biased perceptions aside, there was actually little else about the house that was…

“That’s not funny,” I said.”Seems like a reasonable question.” I looked at him and then wrapped my arms around myself. “Is that all you’re going to say?” “I…I don’t really…

Introduction This essay will firstly give an overview of the history of multicultural children’s literature. Secondly, it will map out key theories and debates surrounding multicultural children’s literature in the…

“Should I put up Lorelei Biljan’s posters now? Or wait until after E. J. Putnam’s gone?”I looked up from the invoices on my desk. I’d just reread the same line…

I rang Bastien’s doorbell for the third time and then glared peevishly at the house. Where the hell was he? I was a little earlier than our agreed meeting time…

A dozen snappy comebacks rose to my lips, but the intense looks on both their faces made me think better of it. Instead, I opted for the obvious next question.”What…

I wasn’t prepared for Dana to answer Bastien’s door the next day.Oh my God, I thought. He finally slept with her. The truth turned out to be far less exciting….

Min, Doug’s saxophonist, rummaged through the array of liquor bottles on Wyatt’s counter. “I don’t think he has any,” he finally said. “Can you make a gimlet without lime juice?””Um,…

“Thetis,” he said after several more moments of silence, “talk to me here.”I looked up sharply. “What do you want me to say? You already know the answer. They wouldn’t…

When I went inside to relay this to Bastien a few minutes later, he took Dana’s presence on the proposed shopping trip much better than I had.”That’s fantastic! More time…

Jerome didn’t seem very happy to hear from me the next morning.”Do you have any idea what time it is, Georgie?” he growled into the phone. “Why are you whining?…