The End of Being Human (Music Memoir)

The End of Being Human (Music Memoir)

I woke up in an empty room on a hardwood floor with a terrible hangover. It was 11:00 am in Amsterdam. The door rattled and was followed by a loud knock, knock! A shallow silence followed. Then, knock, knock, knock! “Gentry! Get up! We’re waiting!” The voice was...
Mrs. Kiffmeyer, My Piano Teacher (Music Memoir)

Mrs. Kiffmeyer, My Piano Teacher (Music Memoir)

I walked up the driveway to the top of a small hill in a nice, Minnesotan neighborhood every Thursday afternoon for piano lessons. When I reached the top and opened the front door, I slipped into another world. A curtain drew back from my black-and-white movie and...
Learning Loneliness in Track Town (Memoir)

Learning Loneliness in Track Town (Memoir)

I stood in his bathroom with a bucket, a sponge, and a can of Ajax bleach. He was in the doorway. A strange and angular-looking middle-aged man staring at me through wire-rimmed glasses with a lascivious grin. My skinny body was nervous, but I was broke and I needed...
Creative Courage and Vulnerability (Article)

Creative Courage and Vulnerability (Article)

How to take risks and be authentic with your writing and creativity Many creative people find it difficult to write and create honest work from their own experiences because they’re afraid to be vulnerable and show their inner thoughts and sensitive history. I believe...
Fourth Grade Broke My Face (Memoir)

Fourth Grade Broke My Face (Memoir)

It was late September and I could feel winter coming. The leaves had changed color and the grass was nearly brown. Winter was always around the corner in Granite City. Snow often fell in October and stayed until May. At Westforest Elementary, teachers made us go...