Sandra reviews the new Odyssey movie adaptation, exploring how its modern dialogue and casting create a surprisingly effective and engaging cinematic experience.

My parents got married on a lavender farm. From ten to eighteen years old, I spent most weekends there, because that's where church was.

It was time for the next three steps. His right hand extended towards the old mirror, pulled the corner towards him, and then hung in the air for just a second..

This is a story about how hope vanished and returned. In 1994, on a rainy evening, in a Korean-American suburb in Chicago, a hungry baby was born.

I was diagnosed with cancer yesterday. This is how it happened.

The peanut-butter stain on Alyssa’s blouse could wait. It might even be useful.

Suzy hadn't lost her job. That morning, her alarm had triggered a series of actions, ones she took some days and skipped on others...

She pressed the button on the garage door before her neighboor could see her face, not because she was embarrased, but because she didn't feel safe. From what, she didn't know.

She said he was dead, but I needed to call him to make sure. I called his cell phone, again and again and again..

Sometimes my Mind has a bad bite, and the fear of the big bites makes me want to keep Her numb.

Content warning: This post contains descriptions of domestic violence and difficult subject matter. Her voice reached me, but my expression stayed vacant, my mind hollowed, and my hands still.

I think I hate running. It is only enjoyable when I consider it as a finished act, with no plan to do it. Then, I finally relish the feat of having ran a rather far distance.