Essays/Op

A Letter to Students on Why We Read The Odyssey

Tuesday, March 9, 2010
By Deborah Stokol

I’ve been full-time substitute teaching English at Harvard-Westlake, my Alma mater, for six weeks now, lecturing on The Odyssey and covering Creative Writing. A few of my 9th graders have asked my why we read the epic piece, and I thought I’d write them a letter response. Here it is: — 4 March, 2010 To my dear... »

Superstition

Saturday, February 6, 2010
By Deborah Stokol

I’ve got a lot of figurines. Stuff to which I’ve ascribed certain characteristics (but I do that to everything). I bought this beautiful cloisonne owl in an antique shop in Montreal. Pretty cool place–the city and the store. I saw the owl and thought “how awesome. it’s black and red on one side, yellow and white... »

Sympathy

Saturday, February 6, 2010
By Deborah Stokol

The truth was, she couldn’t really imagine what it would feel like to be them. The truth truth was, she didn’t really want to. In a fit of fleeting empathy, she’d tried, she’d tried to close her eyes, put stoppers in her ears, refrain from what her fourth grade teacher once called “verbalization.” It... »

Riding the Devil’s Highway with Death, Desolation and Perhaps Accountability

Tuesday, January 26, 2010
By Deborah Stokol

Of course, he’ll tell you up front that half plus one died. But you need not wait for his report: the back cover will supply the same one before you read a single page. That the number of Mexicans crossing the border illegally continues to soar is an understatement. That 26 attempted to do so in... »

Protected: The Miseducation of L.A.’s Youth

Thursday, January 21, 2010
By Deborah Stokol

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post. »

One Chord Redemption

Tuesday, December 15, 2009
By Deborah Stokol

Granted, I am a heterosexual female. Perhaps my view on the matter simply cannot be trusted. Perhaps. But, on the other hand, just chalk it up to a love (sense?) of aesthetics—rife with all the attendant observational neuroses you’d expect that love (sense?) to espouse—and maybe the trust will come. So. Imagine you’re walking down the... »

Proof of [Having a] Life

Tuesday, December 15, 2009
By Deborah Stokol
Proof of [Having a] Life

Reported October-November 2008, Written November 2008 *Joanna is not her real name. Were I simply to click through her Facebook photos, I would say Joanna Reginald* lives a life of charmed leisure. In picture after picture of the more than 4,000 she has up, I see the blonde with a frayed bob cut luxuriating in hot tubs,... »