After a week of reclaiming the summer vacation that I compromised as a volunteer, I got my act together and updated my résumé. Shortly after that I sent it out to a couple of places that are looking for teachers. Already one place called me up for an interview, which I'll be having tommorow. The open positions for Spanish teachers are scarce right ( Read more... )

Before I could even create an entry about my new life in Washington, DC, I've quit my job! I don't even know if you can really call it a job, since I was actually a full-time volunteer. Anyways, I rejected my occupation after much rumination over the fact that my skills weren't being utilized, I wasn't growing as a professional, and my boss wasn't ( Read more... )

This week I am packing boxes and bags for another move. This time it's further than across town, I'm going to Washington, DC. I'm leaving Boston because I have lived here for seven great years and now it's time for a change. But I chose Washington because my heart and my love are there ( Read more... )

This week I start a class on screenwriting at the local adult education center. I was kind of hoping to get my second choice, modern dance, because that would mean that I wouldn't have to share my dialogues with anyone. I have an idea for a script but I hate writing dialogue, it always comes off sounding like soap-opera crap. Maybe the class will ( Read more... )

This is an e-mail I wrote from Quito back in late July ( Read more... )

I'm sitting at home trying to avoid a comparison paper on W.E.B. DuBois' outlook on education and the accounts of the girls whose writings are found in the anthology Yell-OH Girls! (exclamation point is part of the title). Fuck, fuck, FUCK ( Read more... )

It's a time when everything wraps in closer. Clothing, shelter, scents, blankets, loved ones, holidays all come encircling in, racing to beat the cold and wind and secure a place next to us. The world throws off her green vestitudes and we see her yellow, orange, red, then naked. She cannot hide us anymore, so we bundle up in feathers, fire, wool, ( Read more... )

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