Category archives: Nonfiction
Title Track: The Unlikely Disciple
The end of last year, my sister Sam visited Indiana Wesleyan from Purdue. After she spent my last points at Wildcat and we settled down in the back corner of McConn, I began tutoring her in Photoshop. (Sam is not… continue reading »
There will be snacks
College makes me cynical. I used to be so optimistic and hopeful and daydreamy, but ever since I started mingling with so many like-minded people with their stupid morals and stupid agendas* … ugh … I’ve grown exhausted. Optimism used… continue reading »
A cynic’s take on Summit Week
Life has been going well. My work load has lessened; my classes still interest me. Ironically enough, I feel it’s as good of time as any to write about cynicism. Maybe I won’t have to label this blog with “rant”… continue reading »
Stereotyping!
I’ve been extremely cynical these past few days (thanks a bunch, Summit!), so I thought I’d channel that angst into … uh … stereotyping people. Okay, I explained that poorly. I just think in charts. (Remember that episode of How… continue reading »
A character who wants something …
Story. PROLOGUE: Late last year RELEVANT Magazine died to me. On vintage episodes of their podcast, the crew joked that washed up actors belonged on a “You’re Dead to Me Wall.” Now they’re on mine. Around that time I read… continue reading »
Though it linger, wait for it.
A conversation: At dinner.LAUREN: (Stares down at her food, not talking.)MOLLY: So how are things?LAUREN: Uhm. Stressful.MOLLY: Don’t you have anything to be excited about?LAUREN: Uhm. Not really. That conversation depresses me. In fact, you might think that I might… continue reading »
Observations
I’ve been back at Indiana Wesleyan for a few days now, and I’m ready to make a few observations before I go into school-mode. (Right now I’m in lazy-mode. Am I going to start my Prose homework for Thursday? Nope.… continue reading »
on Grace
The final installment of my four-part blog series. Enjoy. ;-) — “Whether you believe that God created you for a purpose, or that the world is governed by blind chance, everything in life is a gift at its core; we… continue reading »
Interlude II: writing goals
I warned you about five blog posts ago that I cannot do series because I have commitment issues. I believe I said: I write what I want to write when I want to write it. I have tons to say… continue reading »
on Redemption
I love this city, but I’ve set and numbered its days I love this city, enough that I’ll set it ablaze — Lots of things have died this year. I mean this figuratively, of course, but the pain is no… continue reading »