Everyone knows that there are two sides to a story…except, evidently, The New York Times.

Last spring, with friends graduating, career fairs buzzing, summer camps interviewing for counselors and friendly Baylor emails flashing hints that eventually I would have to face [gasp] “the future,” I started getting the heebie-jeebies.

The NFL had a number of close games this weekend, but one game in particular had some more drama than others.

When I went home for fall break, the first thing my dad said to me was, “Jack Black is in a PG movie.” At first I laughed, thinking he meant “Kung Fu Panda,” but then my younger sister chimed in with, “You mean the one with Steve Martin.”

In our society, we hold others accountable for their actions, just or unjust. So why is it that abortions seem to bypass this responsibility?

It can be easy to think you’re not a writer, especially if you cringe at any sort of writing assignment and have absolutely no desire to write that next great American novel that everyone’s always talking about. And even if you do believe you’re a writer, it can be easy to think you’re not a good one— between writer’s block and merciless editors, the talent can often feel elusive.