I stumbled across an old photo one of my former teachers used as a writing prompt in his class. While I couldn’t find the original story I had written for it (I’m sure it was awful – I was a brand new writing student and my zeal often sabotaged my storytelling abilities), I did decide…
I am very happy to report that my interview with the Director of the MLS program went well on Friday and I have officially been accepted into graduate school – WOOHOO! I cannot believe how much has changed, grown, and evolved in my life in the past three years. I never believed I’d be going…
In honor of us turning (violently and without enough warning!) into December, I wrote a silly poem to remind everyone of why we do this to ourselves every year: it’s not about the presents, the food, the decorating, or the hub-bub that we go through to get everything together. We do this for our families.…
“Nothing behind me, everything in front of me, as is ever so on the road.” – Jack Kerouac, On the Road. I was in the first year of my bachelor’s degree when an instructor encouraged me to read On the Road. My professor had witnessed my struggle to find a balance between self-expression and my…
As many of you may know, I applied for the MLS (Master of Liberal Studies) at Rollins College for the Spring 2014 term. In addition to submitting writing samples, transcripts, and multiple letters of recommendation, I also had to prepare a “Statement of Quality,” their version of the traditional Statement of Purpose required for most…
They say that beauty is symmetry – Eyes perfectly spaced. They say that beauty is uniformity – Every hair, perfectly placed. They say that beauty is structure – A foundation perfectly laid. They say that beauty is pattern – A formation, perfectly played. They say that beauty is silence – Words, silent on plump lips.…
A poem to the one I love. __________________________________________ They say that words are daggers, Each comes with sharpened tip. With hearts their worldly target, From careless hands they slip. They say that words are mountains, Roots deep within your mind, Once they’re home upon your page, To the world they bind. They say…
Since Halloween falls during the work week, my office has decided to host a department-wide potluck to celebrate the ghouls and goblins and their day of play. To announce the potluck to the staff, I decided to do a play off of Twas the Night Before Christmas and get a few giggles from my team.…
It’s hard to believe that just three weeks ago I completed my BFA in Creative Writing. After nearly two and a half years and thousands of pages written, I’ve accomplished my goal of completing a second Bachelors. I had established several grand goals for the weeks following the ceremony, such as reading through a stack…
In an effort to garner some laughter in the office, I always try to send out a short poem or song to my department whenever I announce that I’m the M.O.D. for the evening. I normally aim for a parody of the current hit songs (Call Me, Maybe? was a hit), classic Disney melodies, or…
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