Chapter 1: Clarion Call
previous: Foreword I wonder sometimes what might have happened if I'd moved out of the house when I started college. While many of my friends from high school were reveling in their new apartments...
previous: Foreword I wonder sometimes what might have happened if I'd moved out of the house when I started college. While many of my friends from high school were reveling in their new apartments...
The original draft of The Accidental Terrorist, the memoir of my days as a Mormon elder, contained four chapters devoted to my stay at the infamous Clarion science-fiction writing workshop in the summer of 1985. These...
previous: Exit 7: Kaysville, Utah I wonder sometimes what might have happened if I'd moved out of the house when I started college. While many of my friends from high school were reveling in...
previous: Exit 6: Provo, Utah I returned from my two-week stint at B.Y.U. full of piss and vinegar. At least, that's what my parents seemed to think. As I dove into my...
previous: Exit 5: Kaysville, Utah Of course, things would have been much worse for me had lovely Lia actually reciprocated my feelings. But dammit, I had no such luck. Perhaps we should pause here for a...
previous: Exit 4: Bountiful, Utah We've got a lot of ground to cover in this section, so keep up and stick close. It was the middle of January 1978 when we moved the ten...