April 13, 2014
I gave a presentation at Saturday’s Association for Mormon Letters conference (brought to you by the letters U, V, and U) about the history of Book of Mormon comic books. I included the classics: “Lessons from the Life of Nephi” (George Reynolds and C.C.A. Christensen), “Stories from the Book of Mormon” (John Philip Dalby), The […]
November 12, 2013
In a recent New York Times article, Mark Oppenheimer writes about how Mormons are pretty awesome at penning sci-fi, fantasy, and YA novels, but how they can never seem to write “great” fiction. Why is this? Shannon Hale is quoted as saying that the “great” books she read for her master’s degree “treated ‘decline and […]
December 11, 2011
As I was carried along by this irresistible tide, I kept wondering when I was going to come across an example of disobedience, of someone swimming against the current.
November 6, 2011
We took a picture of the aftermath, Elder C2 and me toasting the camera with our goblets; his face, one of a man just snatched from the claws of hell.
October 30, 2011
Don’t worry, your greenie will soon sleep through the night and grow out of bursting into tears every hour whether she is hungry or not.
October 16, 2011
He let us in, sat us down, and asked a question that still haunts me: “Where *were* you guys?”
October 2, 2011
The Philip K. Dick inside me has hypothesized that in the not too distant future, insurance companies will require all missionaries to wear a GPS and a video camera 24/7.
September 25, 2011
We believed with every fiber of our being that to end one’s mission without having this experience would be to admit that you had not truly been a Toronto missionary.
September 11, 2011
Often, the most interesting aspect of a story is where it ends.
September 4, 2011
With fist-pumpin’, you-can-do-it, super zone leader zest, it laid out a gospel so simple, Nephi would have dropped his plates in awe.
August 28, 2011
I traversed mountains of fat, swam seas of high fructose corn syrup, scaled cliffs of salt, waded through bogs of eternal ketchup, and frolicked in cities of processed food.
August 21, 2011
It was his socks, actually.
August 14, 2011
So after the demo was finished, I went up to the woman who had been presenting and said, “Hey, could you laser my … um … name tag?”
July 31, 2011
He wasn’t just plain nuts. He was earnest, compelling, dedicated nuts–the kind of nuts I think could have passed for prophetic a few hundred years ago.
July 24, 2011
No, it wasn’t Pamela Anderson in a wet shirt; it was a missionary in a wet shirt.
July 17, 2011
The folks in the Church Office Building are inspired, this I know, because I had to leave for Toronto at 12:30 a.m.
July 10, 2011
The MTC is the chapel where the natural man and spiritual man are joined in a stormy matrimony.
July 3, 2011
I believe this tie still lurks somewhere in my closet, brooding in the darkness and waiting for its next wearer to stumble upon it.
June 26, 2011
I’m not sure why they call these suits double-breasted. I’ve never found twice as many pockets or twice as many lapels on them, though I have found twice as many buttons. I’m still confused, though. Why would they call buttons breasts?
June 19, 2011
My littlest sister is on a mission in Spain. When she first arrived, she wrote to me saying that she didn’t remember anything about my own mission. This surprised me because I was an inveterate–even diarrheal–writer of letters, and my mom distributed them as far and wide as one could during those pre-email years. But […]