Those of you who know me know that I have an incredibly demanding job that sucks up all of my free time way too often. When this happens, I don't have the time/energy to write, and that very greatly depresses me ( Read more... )

While on a cruise with my mum, a cruise we've been talking about taking since I was fourteen or fifteen (I just turned twenty-seven, if that gives you any idea how long we've been planning this cruise), I went through my folders and found a bunch of fictions I'd started and not finished. This was one of them.

Based off of this hilarious comic by ( Read more... )

This story has been a long time in coming. Written during my finals week-graduate school really will be the end of me-it's three parts stress-relief, two parts anger-management, and eight parts digestion of what I'm facing as an educator.

The title comes from the beautiful text Teachers as Cultural Workers: Letters to Those Who Dare Teach by Paulo ( Read more... )