(Read full series here) Welcome to The Time Machine, a monthly column that will take you on a journey through the science fiction...

February 2022: The cave may have bats, but the hidden beach is on the other side. The Inspiration: January is full of goals and good...

By JL Snyder Before you read too far, I need to give you a warning: this essay is about death. But it’s also about life. I think it’s...

Bridge City earns it nickname. Standing on the precipice and looking south to the Sellwood, I see the empty islands. A strip of sand and...

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My body is one of ice hardened by the sting of the wintertime, one so thick and weary I sometimes feel like it has been repurposed as a...

January 2022: Where does the stamp go again? The Inspiration: "A novel, like a letter, should be loose, cover much ground, run swiftly,...

I squeeze my left fingers With my right, hard, in my lap. The left ones smoosh together like they’re being hugged. Not in comfort. A...

[Author’s Note: For the 4th installment of my who/what/where/when/why series, I want to mix things up a bit. I was inspired to push my...