This is Induction Week at my new school, also known as Meet the Freshers. At our opening meeting, all seven creative writing staff members stood in a room of 40+ third-years, welcoming them. ‘Coach’ Tyler Keevil, the BA Course Leader,… Read More »You’re Given a Mission
Yesterday, when I was preparing for an overnight trip to London, the forecast called for rain. I packed a small umbrella and my raincoat in my backpack, along with a scarf and extra leggings in case it got chilly. London, though, like… Read More »Asking for Open Borders
It’s been a strange day of driving: I witnessed a wreck, and only a few miles later at a rest area, a hearse with pleated white curtains in the back window parked a few spaces away from my little shiny… Read More »Traveling at Speeds Unthinkable
The Ozark Mountains, an ancient range that spans parts of Missouri, Arkansas, Oklahoma and Kansas, calls to me every summer. Since my first trip with the environmental activist group Heartwood in 1998, I’ve been back to camp, kayak and canoe… Read More »Descent into the Ozarks
I sit a lot. In my car. On my pink sofa. At the kitchen table. My office chair at work. Apparently, sitting will bring about my demise earlier rather than later. It sure as hell hurts my shoulder, which I… Read More »My Characters Will Be Walking