Tag Archives: Gen X

The Den

Hidden behind a forgotten hallway lies a perfectly preserved den where the television still glows, the radio still crackles, and the forgotten interstitials of Saturday morning patiently wait to be discovered once again. The Den is an exploration of memory not as an archive, but as a living place where the overlooked moments of childhood quietly shaped who we became.

The Olfactory Time Machine

A forgotten bag of sweaty clothes becomes an unexpected portal to the summer of my fifteenth year. What begins as an unpleasant chore transforms into a profound reminder that memory isn’t just stored in our minds. Sometimes it’s archived within us, waiting for the right scent to unlock a version of ourselves we thought was gone forever.

The Cr’apple

Some lurked in closets. Others scratched at bedroom windows during summer storms, fed by half-heard conversations and imaginations running far ahead of reason. The Cr’apple is the story of one such creature, and the quiet revelation decades later that transformed a family tree into a family legend.

Ghost Runner on Third

There were never quite enough kids to fill every position, so imagination did the rest. Ghost Runner on Third is a tribute to sandlot baseball, unwritten childhood rules, and the quiet code of honor forged on long summer afternoons behind a weathered barn, where friendship always mattered more than keeping score.

The Lords of Stanford Drive

In a quiet valley upstate, three boys ruled a kingdom no one else could see. Big Wheels and vacant lots. Crayfish and cardboard swords. Drive-ins and rotary phones. The Lords of Stanford Drive is a suburban epic about friendship, freedom, and the strange elasticity of childhood time — how it once stood still, then slowly crept, then suddenly caught up. A myth of a street. A memory of an era. A crown worn lightly, and laid down without ceremony.