Category: Long Form Article
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Christmas on the Corps of Discovery
It’s a little late for Christmas stories, but nevertheless, please enjoy this piece about what it was like to celebrate Christmas for those on the Corps of Discovery. This article was originally published in the December issue of American Heartland Magazine, so if you enjoy it, head on over to americanheartlandmagazine.com to check out other…
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The Beasts in our Backyard
It‘s the spookiest time of year, and with Halloween just around the corner, I invite you to enjoy this story of mine (originally published in American Heartland Magazine in September). This piece explores three of my favorite cryptids native to the Midwest, offering a glimpse into the more mysterious aspects of this region. Strictly speaking,…
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The Silent of Superior
This is a blog story I wrote shortly after graduating college. It was originally uploaded here, but must have been deleted at some point. Thus, I have reupoladed it for your reading pleasure. Enjoy. In spite of the pale moonlight drifting down from above, it was difficult to discern the positively violent waves rumbling to…
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American Nomads
Before diving into this piece, I want to share that it’s an abridged version of my full article in American Heartland Magazine. You can read the entire story, along with more of my work, at https://americanheartlandmagazine.com. I hope this glimpse inspires you to explore more of the heartland’s hidden stories and unexpected places. Back in…
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One of These Trees Is Not Like the Others
The West Virginian winter wasn’t quite what my midwestern mind had imagined. In fact, it didn’t seem much like winter at all. The inches of snow, crisp, dry air, or cutting ice-cold wind was nowhere to be seen. It certainly appeared to me like I was plucked right out of a pile of raked leaves…
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In the Wake of a Giant
There is a strange intimacy that comes from going on a road trip with another person. No, not the type of intimacy that lovers have, but an inimitable closeness born from two people cooped up together for hours upon end in a metal cocoon on wheels, whirring toward a destination. There is an unexpected familiarity…
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