Tag archive: college
Install me in any profession….
O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves, Lend me a little tobacco-shop, or install me in any professionSave this damn’d profession of writing, where one needs one’s brains all the time. – Ezra Pound’s “The Lake Isle” —… continue reading »
Go get a life
At a panel discussion with top literary magazine editors at the College Media Advisers NYC conference Monday, a quote by Rainer Maria Rilke came up. You’ve heard it before: “Write what you know.” One of the editors pointed out that… continue reading »
Cross-train
So I write a lot — go figure, I’m a writing major. But, I don’t spend a lot of time writing for fun. As outlined in my last Scriptwriting blog post, I do a lot of everything for my classes,… continue reading »
Broken-down Poetry, and what it means
Hello, my new readers.Welcome to Broken-down Poetry. For those of you who frequent my blog, you’re probably wondering what’s with the intro. Duh, I’m at Broken-down Poetry. Well, here’s what’s up: Today and for weeks to follow, I am blogging… continue reading »
Christmas Break Goals Revisited
Major fail. I tried, though, I promise. 1. Read three books. I’ve read two so far (Drops Like Stars by Rob Bell and Real Sex by Lauren Winner, which is better known as “That One Sex Book Lauren Winner Wrote”) and I… continue reading »
What I Do 40 Hours a Week
Most of you have been asking about what I’ve been up to, other than learning about what it means to be a Kurd in northern Iraq. … I am an intern. I work 40 hours a week – did you know… continue reading »
… and overcomes conflict to get it.
I go home Wednesday – I’m halfway through college. I’m terrified; I’m sad. I love college – especially the learning – and I don’t want it to end. But I’m beat. I’m sick of writing papers. I want to rest… continue reading »
Repentance, forgiveness, etc.
Last Sunday at my church, Westminster Presbyterian, Pastor Justin preached about the Prodigal Son, one of my favorite parables of Jesus. (Cliché.) But Justin taught it in a new way, a way that made me really, really angry at first.… continue reading »
The Little Red Hen, retold
Once upon a time there was a Little Red Hen that was a communication major at a small private university in central Indiana. The Little Red Hen lived among other farm animals and worked with them too. One day the… continue reading »
It is fine, it is fine with my soul.
Most of you are well aware of my cynicism. I haven’t done a very good job of hiding it, after all. I’ve been trying to get to the root of it, to know exactly why it is I feel so… continue reading »