Why do I write? The question becomes really important now that three copies of my memoir are setting on my parent's porch. One for mom, one for dad, and one for my sister Candra. A book cover with two boys kissing in front of the Salt Lake City Mormon Temple. All the details I'd hidden from my family during high school – details [...]

We get what we deserve. Whether it’s the Congress, the National Enquirer, or the baseless reality show on TV, it’s all our fault. It’s my fault and your fault. It’s not the “media’s” fault. The media is not some evil nebulous energy like the “dark side” of the Force in Star Wars. It is people [...]