Adam McLain
Adam McLain is a PhD student in the department of English at the University of Connecticut and an incoming 1L at UConn Law. He researches and writes on dystopian literature, legal theory, and sexual justice. He has a BA in English, editing, and women’s studies from Brigham Young University, a master of theological studies, emphasizing in women, gender, sexuality, and religion, from Harvard University, and a MA in English from the University of Connecticut.
Restored Lake Bonneville
Proposal: The Restore Lake Bonneville Project
Posted: 18 Mos. 2219, @brighamsbeard2199
Seeking: Feedback
Tormented Cowboy
Haspar wasn't sure what had led him out to the frontier of Bronze Deseret to be a lone ranger. Perhaps it had something to do with being born in Bronze Deseret in the first place, the telestial empire, the third when it came to goods.
Pure Space
Colonizing—it always felt like a bad word to Nephirta of the Messengers. It was true that the Golden Empire hoped to expand its boundaries into every part of space, but not through harm or bloodshed. The Golden Empire was peaceful—like the Anti-Nephi Lehies—and just wanted to spread the goodness experienced within the Golden Empire.
Paradisiacal Locust
At the end of the universe, in what the empires considered Outer Darkness, lived Luc. Luc was a small creature, not too large, not too menacing, but not too small, nor too innocent. Luc was gangly, really, cylindrical, with a snout for a face and a long body that weaved its way through stars.
Mysterious Rebirth
Popalicious's was, without a doubt, a soda shop. Char had half-considered Raph was joking about it being a tavern that only sold carbonated beverages, but here they were, Raph drinking a "Your Fifth Mother from Mars," and Char drinking a "No Soak."
Essaying; or, Why I Blog
To Think
Writing is a spiritual experience. It is a movement toward greater understanding of myself and the world around me. It is a journey toward apotheosis as I come to know my humanity better through the words I write. I write because it allows me to ruminate on a subject, not coming to a definitive conclusion, but rather opening the door to understanding, even in just a little way, the simple complexity and complex simplicity of the universe that surrounds us.
To Share
Writing is a communal experience. It is meant to communicate thoughts across words in order to form other thoughts in other beings. Those thoughts do not come perfectly thought-for-thought, word-for-word, but in their imperfection, there is a connection, a community that is formed between you and me. A joining. A unity.
To Experience
Writing is an experience. Taking the time to consider something and then to write about it allows one to experience and re-experience an event, a moment, a text.