Image of a black t-shirt that features Jesus in between the opening lines to The Killer’s danceable early aughts hit “Mr. Brightside,” with a Snapchat caption across the middle that says “Just found the greatest Easter shirt of all time.” (Y’all gonna dig my access … Continue reading Wisely and Slow
I ended a 16-year relationship and turned 47 in January 2024. A few months prior, I decided to pull the trigger on a long-forming plan to move back to my home state of Louisiana from my adopted state of North Carolina, which also meant pulling … Continue reading Midlife Malarkey
I. I wrote letters in high school to a kid named Eugene (Gene for short). I’d met him at a summer track camp I attended between my sophomore and junior year of high school. Ours wasn’t a romantic relationship and he wasn’t my boyfriend and I didn’t want … Continue reading Notes on Notes: Scribbling Love
The temperature here keeps fluctuating between “dead of winter” cold to a hint of warmth signalling early spring. Yesterday, I noticed the forecast calling for mixed rain and snow tonight, and possibly snow next week. I see no sign of this in the sunshine floating through my home office window at … Continue reading Different and Special and Quiet
Well, I’m done, although I’m still finding myself needing to fall asleep on the couch to the tune of the Discovery ID channel (this, if you didn’t know, was essentially the only way I could sleep during the last four months– otherwise known as the … Continue reading Dr. Done: A Photo Essay
Other than teaching two dance classes per week + a weekly 2 hour pro troupe rehearsal, my exercise regimen is less of a regimen and more of a catch-as-catch-can grab bag of odd moments where my heart rate manages to crawl above the 100 mark. This … Continue reading Dissertations Should Come with Warning Labels
Today, the students in one of my composition classes asked me “if I wrote.” I told them I was currently writing a dissertation. They asked what a dissertation was. I told them it was kind of like a book, but one that typically sucks because … Continue reading What a Dissertation Feels Like
Inspiration is a tricky subject. It’s one I’ve been thinking about quite a bit here at the beginning of a new semester and prepping syllabi and teaching materials, a time when I’m also prepping for six or so weeks of solid diss writing to get … Continue reading On Inspiration. Or Not. Maybe. Kind of. Not Really. Perhaps.
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