Best-selling author visits Baxter Arena, carrying her pack

Photo courtesy Joni Kabana Kamrin Baker  Baxter Arena was half-full on the evening of Thursday, April 27, as young and old alike mingled with popcorn in...

‘ The Dovekeepers’: an inspiring read

Alice Hoffman's novel  "The Dovekeepers" is a terrific, inspiring novel. It is also very complex, which makes it a bit harder to read compared to the common teen novel.


Three days in Tucson

It was going on noon when I found the Lucky Seven saloon.  It was a dingy place on the edge of Tucson, the kind of hole you didn't go to so much as end up at, but I was tired and hungry, and I needed a drink.


Wisdom

In us resides the power of creation, for better or worse. Every decision we make changes our history. Those extra minutes we search for our lost keys might very well have saved us from the accident on I-80. For all the time we spend studying for our lives, it is that random bit of trivia that one picks up from a game show which breaks the ice with our future spouse.


Criss Library adds Kindle collection

The Criss Library's Kindle collection received an update recently, including the addition of a Kindle Fire and seven Kindle Touch devices. The devices arrived shortly before winter break and went into circulation as the spring semester began.


13th Floor Magazine wraps second round of submissions, plans for future

 

The second round of submissions is in and 13th Floor Magazine has begun the editing process.


New textbook showcases student work

For the first time in UNO's history, Composition I students are working from a textbook designed specifically for them. "From the Heartland: Critical Reading and Writing at UNO" was compiled and edited over the last two years by English faculty members Rachel Bash, Tammie Kennedy and Maggie Christensen. The $56.00 text represents the first-year writing program's identity.


The Replacement

My face hits something hard as I fall out from the mirror.  There's a sickening crack and blood and bits of teeth fill my mouth, and I almost pass out from shock.  I welcome the pain.  It reminds me I'm real again.
Dim orange light reveals a row of toilet stalls.  Guttural whisperings echo from the mirror.
"You've lost him."
"It doesn't matter."
"He was our best."
"We'll replace him."
I shrink back against the wall, become one with the shadows under the sink.  Whatever their words, I know they'll come for me.  They always do.