I have a dream.

A recurring dream. A dream that will not go away. And I'm willing to bet that in some form or another--you have it, too. It's pretty standard: I'm flying. And sometimes I hit the ground screaming.

One might call this an archetypal dream, a...

...In the beginning there was Onan.

Last week I wanted to write about two opposing forces, the religious and the secular, my father and writers like Norman Mailer, and how they seem (in Mailer's case, specifically) to relatively merge on the topic of masturbation. This fascinates me, and as...

One night, when I was ten years old, my father abruptly announced that we would begin a weekly Bible study, just the two of us. "Every Tuesday night," he said -- the study lasted for three weeks. The first two Tuesdays were simply a setup, warming up for Tuesday number...