The Weather On The Moon: Stephen Vanderpool
Feature by Casey Nichols
Stephen Vanderpool grew up in Ohio and moved to San Francisco after graduating from Kent State. “The Weather on the Moon” is his first novel and the start of a lifetime writing career.“Some days I get to thinking everything I’ve ever created is garbage,” Vanderpool says. “I have a vague direction of where the story is going, but I make most of it up one word at a time.”
Mr. Dinkman’s Future
Story by Bethany Thomas
Beth Thomas is a senior crafts major but loves to write. “Mr. Dinkmman’s Future” is a symbolic story of how we work so hard and collect so many things just to be happy and have peace.
Mr. Adam Dinkman stood in the dirty alleyway in front of a heavily bolted door, stamping his feet to keep warm. The biting chill of the winter night caused him to pull his frock coat lapel across his lips. In one hand he carried a large handbag filled with tools and various scraps of leather, while the other hand was stuffed inside his coat pocket. The air of the alley was dense and carried an old, musty sensation that crept into his bones as he clutched the small, wadded up note in his pocket. He looked up to stare at the ominous door and felt the pointy ball of paper poking the palm of his hand.
something much bigger than we’d planned
Poems by Leah Wetterau
Leah Wetterau grew up in the suburbs of Cleveland, Ohio. She is currently an English major and Writing minor at Kent State University.
Some
You’re someone with
some thing to
somehow
figure out,
with the
somewhat’s
and the idea that
some things happen.
Some hand to hold,
some heart to feel;
some legs tangled with some arms,
a warm some-hand grazing
some-hip telling how
one feels some-love
and some-grace from some thing
that comes from
some place inside of you.
Hold me, somehow,
very close.
Tell me how some things
work out and some other things
don’t.
Cassius and Company
Story by Michael Madgar
Michael Madgar’s middle name is William. He is twenty-one years old and grew up in Warren, Ohio. He is completing his bachelor’s degree in Electronic Media Production, and hopes to have a job someday. Occasionally he loses one of his socks.
The collection of clashing personalities threw words at each other as their jaws fluttered opened and closed. Comments ranging from constructive criticism to every day water cooler talk buzzed between partygoers. Cassius listened.
Here’s an example of one of the conversations he heard:
Lucas: So, Wanda, how’s the fire hydrant of yours?
Wanda: (Confused) Fire hydrant? What do you mean?
Lucas: (Chuckles) The one on your lawn silly! The red one.
Wanda: Oh, well… good, I suppose.
