House of Colors
Roy and Melissa stood in the entryway. The large room to their left and the small one to their right were both empty. A naked staircase ascended before them toward more blank, sky blue rooms. Every wall in the house was sky blue.
We Are One
One year ago today, The Seattle Star posted our first article. A reflective look back, on our anniversary.
Reclaiming Elitism
Thoughtful communities should always value judgment over opinion. Popularity is not a judgment and should never concern anyone thinking about what is beautiful. Push come to shove, I will always encourage what is beautiful over what is popular.
Existential Ennui
Poem by Omar Willey
Things I Did Not Write About in 2012, Part 1
As publisher, for the most part I have been happy with our evolving aesthetic and our presentation. As a writer, however, certain things have resisted publication not by design but by oversight or simply through lack of time. While everyone else in the world is assembling fairly meaningless lists about the past year, I figured this would be a good time for a redress.
City of Snow
A winter day’s poem by Pamela Hobart Carter.
It started that morning
From Santa Fe’s renown Lisa Alvarado, a delicate poem of remembrance.
The Ghastly Impermanence: An Interview with David Pownall
Displaying an immense range of knowledge and interests, his radio plays run the diapason of thematic concerns. Yet whatever his subject be, Mr. Pownall’s plays are distinctive and brilliant. They reveal the deft hand of a master who truly believes in the power of a medium often in danger of being reduced to radio gaga and triviality.
The Ghastly Impermanence: Paper Radio
Professor Guralnick’s analysis is text-based. There is nothing inherently wrong with this. However, one can go too far.
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