Written works.


My Thanksgiving, including a few poetic musings by myself and my dad. Thanksgiving 2012 by Adam J. Manley There is chocolate on my hands, There are children underfeet. I am thankful for my family, Be they kin by blood or choice; I am thankful for [...]

Election Day: Voting Matters

Several days before the election, I saw a photo pop up in my Facebook news stream. It was a photo of a woman burning her ballot at Occupy Portland’s #N3 Resist Austerity protest. Ballot-burning at Occupy Portland's Resist Austerity protest on [...]

Confessions of an Information Junkie

Looking over the shoulders of my fellow student journalists to see our scores in an Oregon Newspaper Publishers Association competition. Hi. My name is Adam J. Manley, and I’m addicted to information. This isn’t a result of spending too much time [...]

Bobble Noir

Tuesday, the eighth of September, 2009 – 5:20 in the afternoon. It was a day like any other day: at an hour closer to dinner than anything else, I was sitting at the computer in my bathrobe, unable to recall if I’d eaten breakfast yet. Suddenly, I [...]

Back to where the sidewalk ends

Today, I was in heaven. I stepped off the bus on Commerce Street at Noon sharp. My hands shook with anticipation as I walked toward that familiar corner, the one I knew so well from many blissful Fridays throughout 2008. I rushed across the street, drawing [...]

Frost Park: a community built in chalk dust

Whenever I mention Frost Park, most people outside of the Tacoma blogosphere just stare blankly at me like I’m speaking Tralfamadorian. Most people in the Tacoma area have seen it. Many have stood inside it or walked through it without ever knowing. I [...]