Category: Reflections

The power of writing

by Settle Monroe I was in the fourth grade when a local writer visited our classroom for a week. She came to teach us about the life of a writer, effective literary techniques, and even some of her secret tricks….

My father’s world

by Tracie Fellers Raleigh was my father’s hometown and his territory. And though I’m rarely there these days, it beckons me with memories and markers of his life’s journey. On Fayetteville Street downtown, there’s the law practice that still includes…

Fanny’s table

by Scott Huler The first thing you should know is green: Fanny’s table is green. An old, faux-antique dusky green, the green of a deep-forest conifer or a faded piece of blotter paper, but green just the same. The second…

Playing for the mug

by Scott Huler Through the fog of a dimly lit bar, a two-beer buzz, and the blood rushing through my brain, my eyes focus on Fritz, as his grinning visage seems to float towards me. Fritz is short, with the…

The gifts of a teacher

by Settle Monroe I knew the summer before my junior year at Broughton High School that it would be a big year. All of the rising juniors knew it was important. School counselors pressed into us how we needed to…

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