I enjoy reading. It is an escape for me on so many levels. It is also a way for me to challenge myself…to think about the things that I may not think about on a daily basis. This wees, I finished reading We Were the Mulvaneys by Joyce Carol Oates and started reading Why Women Have Sex by Cindy Meston and David Read more…
I am sitting in Starbucks (a regular occurrence for me this summer) trying to get some work done on this beautiful Thursday afternoon (mild 70s weather meant for September). Halfway across the room, a man is sitting at his laptop with a sign taped to the back of his screen that says, “Tell me your story. I’ll buy you a Read more…
Thursday morning is one of my favorite mornings. I roll out of bed, grab a cup of coffee, and then sit down to write my post for the week (usually about something that I thought about a few days earlier). I am usually also fixated on the fact that tomorrow is Friday which means that it is one day closer Read more…
i witnessed the power of vulnerability at a spoken word event on monday evening. the poet thanked the audience in advance for allowing her to read it, then delved into a beautiful, yet heartbreaking true-to-life poem of love and loss. a few lines in, her voice shook and tears began to stream down her face. and then through different parts Read more…
A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I went to see a play by the Fine Arts department on campus. It was quite a treat, seeing as we hadn’t had a weekend off work together in a long time. The play was A Gross Indecency by Moïsès Kaufman, which is about the trials of Oscar Wilde during the 1890s. There was Read more…
