By Amanda Knox
In sixth grade the best English teacher I’ve ever had—and the only one to ever make me cry—asked my class to memorize and recite Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken.” He may have thought it appropriate for us newly-middle-…MORE
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Mon, 11/30/15
By Amanda Knox
In sixth grade the best English teacher I’ve ever had—and the only one to ever make me cry—asked my class to memorize and recite Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken.” He may have thought it appropriate for us newly-middle-…MORE
Tue, 11/24/15
While emceeing a fundraising event the other night, I thought back twenty years ago to another time I had hosted the same event---and recalled saxophonist Kenny G and the night I tried to impersonate him. More on that shortly.
Note his…MORE
Tue, 11/24/15
Accumulated experience has taught me to curate my thoughts, be mindful of when and how to share them, at least with strangers. It’s unfortunate and unfair when your words are purposefully taken out of context and used against you. When I was…MORE
Mon, 11/23/15
When I was thirty-five years old, the mother of a beautiful and beloved two year old daughter, I found a lump in my breast. When I got a breast cancer diagnosis, it was hard to breathe, and harder still to imagine that this could be happening to…MORE
Sun, 11/22/15
by Kristina Dahl
When I was thirty-five years old, the mother of a beautiful and beloved two year old daughter, I found a lump in my breast. When I got a breast cancer diagnosis, it was hard to breathe, and harder still to imagine that…MORE
Fri, 11/20/15
By Amanda Knox
I was fourteen when I first learned the word, “Casualty.” It was September 11th, 2001, I was a freshman in highschool, and that word, louder than “Tragedy” and “Terror,” rang out to me. I didn’t quite understand it at first…MORE
Mon, 11/16/15
By Amanda Knox
Accumulated experience has taught me to curate my thoughts, be mindful of when and how to share them, at least with strangers. It’s unfortunate and unfair when your words are purposefully taken out of context and used…MORE
Mon, 11/09/15
By Amanda Knox
Colin and I were driving home on a dark, rainy evening. The streets were hissing slick with wet. The lights from cars and traffic lights were bitingly bright. It had been a long day for the both of us, and I still had…MORE
Mon, 11/02/15
By Marjorie Young
It was recently my pleasure to visit the McClure Middle School in Queen Anne to speak about my fantasy/adventure series, ‘The Boy with Golden Eyes.’ As participation was strictly voluntary, I was gladdened to find about…MORE
Mon, 11/02/15
By Amanda Knox
Dressing up for Halloween answers the question: if you could be anyone or anything on a merry, frivolous, un-normal night, what would you be? A steampunk pirate? Your favorite cartoon character? One of Robin Hood’s men-in-…MORE