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On the first day of college, I was nervously approaching my first ever class - Health and Wellness - wondering who I would sit with, if I'd make any friends, and why on earth said class needed to be so freakin' far away from the parking lot, when my backpack strap broke. Now, superstitious folk... Continue Reading →
All seasons have their own unique appeal and their own exclusive perks. My favorite season used to be winter.... until I learned how to drive. After several horrifying and near life-ending experiences navigating snowstorms in my old Subaru and my current Nissan, I no longer hold such favorable opinions of winter. Winter is also mega-depressing,... Continue Reading →
Scrounging up confidence, battling insecurity, and facing internal and external opposition is a day-to-day struggle for some writers. Myself included. And it's not only with writing - it can bleed into other aspects of life, as well. It has been difficult lately to sit down and write and work on queries. Nagging "what ifs?" and... Continue Reading →
Though my favorite poet is Walt Whitman, and I own a well-loved edition of Leaves of Grass, he did not pen my favorite poem. That distinction belongs to "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," written by T.S. Eliot and published in 1915. I'm also a big fan of Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats,... Continue Reading →
When I left England, part of me stayed behind. Part of me still rides the train into the city through the early morning haze, and sits at a table by the thatch-roof cottage, sipping tea and admiring the serenity of Richmond Park. Some of me still frolics through the fields of Kew Gardens, the air... Continue Reading →
I don’t think I will ever forget the day I ran the third leg of the 4x1 relay at a track meet in Harrisburg. I remember noticing that the anchor was a little too far ahead for me to hand her the baton. I was so sure we were going to miss the handoff –... Continue Reading →
When I told my mother that my friends and I were going to go sit in a graveyard and read classic literature, she said “Over my dead body.” I laughed. She didn’t. But after assuring her that it was a harmless activity (and that Dante was best read by candlelight next to a tombstone), she... Continue Reading →
Back in college, in order to complete my English major I had to take what is known as a Major Authors course - a class focused on the works of one or two major authors. Admittedly, I first had my eye on a Poe and Hawthorne course, but the timing for that class didn't work... Continue Reading →
This weekend, after attempting to take in a matinee of Hereditary only to have the projector fail so we had to settle for readmission tickets, my mom and I went shopping for some extra supplies for a bridal shower I'm throwing next weekend. And, at a home decor/housewares store near the local Regal Cinemas, I... Continue Reading →
