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For our annual storytelling issue, we’re taking ourselves to court, telling our tales of transgression, and pleading guilty. As Joe Donnelly, Greg Blake Miller and Maile Chapman, confess, there’s a little larceny in every soul. But don’t tell our fourth storyteller, H. Lee Barnes—he WAS the law.
Reboot
October 18th, 2012
You are a young man attending journalism school at Berkeley, and you develop a serious crush on L___, who is skinny and has white teeth, honey hair and a winsome smile that seems born of the California you’ve been dreaming about after several long winters in the Rocky Mountains. Read more »
Revolution Square
October 18th, 2012
I was being watched. I could feel it in the way a foreigner feels things in a foreign land, in a dreamlike way, with more unconsciousness than consciousness, a knowing much more akin to not knowing. Not knowing is the most beautiful and terrifying thing about being far from home. Read more »
Cold Comfort
October 18th, 2012
In Germany, renters have certain responsibilities. When I lived in Hamburg a decade ago, for instance, renters typically had to clean the landing, hall or stairway nearest their door in any shared building—a duty my boyfriend and I were reminded of by pointed looks from neighbors during snow or rain. Read more »
Just Don't Look Right
October 18th, 2012
Much of the fun came after the shift, meeting in the dirt lot next to the downtown Las Vegas First National Bank across from the courthouse. One or more of us would make a beer run to the Shopping Bag grocery store, which is long since gone. Read more »
