Pale Shepherd | JR Boudreau
First Place | Nonfiction Writing Contest XLIX 49TH NEW MILLENNIUM AWARD FOR NONFICTION JR Boudreau of Ontario, Canada for “Pale Shepherd” Boudreau will receive $1,000, a plaque to …
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Gracias a la Vida | Laura Rose
48th New Millennium Award for Nonfiction
Laura Rose of Bucks County, Pennsylvania for “Gracias a la Vida”
A heartfelt essay about the author’s journey into grassroots activism, “Gracias a la Vida” is a crystal-clear reminder that the personal is always political.
Disappeared | Kristin Kostick
New Millennium Writings’ 2019 Editor’s Choice Award
Kristin Kostick of Houston, Texas for “Disappeared”
In Search of Leo | John Baskin
47th New Millennium Award for Nonfiction
John Baskin of Wilmington, Ohio for “In Search of Leo”
Embarking on a pilgrimage to honor a dear friend and mentor, Baskin travels the French countryside to learn more about the dark time and place that twice nearly took his friend’s life. A brilliant, thoughtful, and important essay.
Blanking | Kristin Kostick
New Millennium Award for Nonfiction
Kristin Kostick of Houston, Texas for “Blanking”
Who among us hasn’t yearned for a clean slate? Some way to shed all the old hurts and regrets and begin again, fresh and unencumbered as a newborn soul. In “Blanking,” Kristin ponders the power and possible advantages of self-deception.
False Memory | Marsh Rose
What if one day you discover you’ve been wrong about your own life story? Marsh Rose reveals the secrets that, for nearly 30 years, her mind tried to protect her from, reminding us of our uncanny ability to rewrite the past. —NMW
Ensō | Natalie Mucker
At the beginning of Luke Ossani’s yoga class, I am not entirely myself. I’ve somehow lost touch with half of me, the peaceful half, the part that keeps me from quitting adulthood, buying a one-way ticket to Morocco, or drinking one to five glasses of wine per night…
The Sum of its Parts | Nina Gaby
The setting: A Men’s Co-Occurring Therapy Group takes place in an 80+ bed rural addiction facility, in a small, snow covered state, in the freshly painted almost-purple, “Wild Wisteria” office of the psychiatric nurse practitioner who at the moment is screaming silently in her head…
Little House | Constance Campana
I haven’t had a home since I was 25. Not really. That’s when my mother died. She had cancer and one day, more than a year before her death, I stood at mid-day looking out the front window…
Tastes | Kirk McDavitt
I’ve never been able to decide on one thing. It doesn’t matter if we’re talking jobs, food, travel, books or movies. There has never been one of any style or genre to which I can fully commit. I want it all. Or, at least…