Category: Reflections

girl wyd

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What have I been doing?

Mostly, I’ve been going through a separation and divorce. I’m not going to write too much about it here. You might see some pieces of it in work that I put up in the next few weeks.

I will say that it’s really hard to go through a separation and divorce! Who knew?! Most of my energy has been tied up in that for over a year and I feel like haven’t accomplished much in that time.

Of course, just getting through it has been an accomplishment. I hung in there. I lived my life and did an okay job. I kept writing and working on art projects for fun and to stay sane. I told myself stories.

Now that I’m through it, I want to step it up. I’ve been doing more in the past few months and I want to buckle down and commit to the work of making things.  I want to share stories. Continue reading “girl wyd” →

Light is the left hand of darkness.

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I finished my first book of the year last night, a reread of Ursula K. Le Guin’s The Left Hand of Darkness. I read it again because a) I love it, b) I want to start working on the paper I wrote about it as a grad school writing sample, and c) I needed it. I won’t say too much here about how much I love Le Guin. (I do. A lot. More than I can describe actually.) Somehow I always find the wisdom that I need nestled in her words. So, on the first morning of the new year, I sat in the armchair in front of the window plagued by uncertainty and read the line, “But alas we must walk forward troubling the new snow, proving and disproving, asking and answering.” It grabbed me and didn’t let go.

On this rereading, the theme of wholeness stuck out to me more than anything else. I’ve been thinking about how important wholeness is to a life.

I’ve been in despair lately, existential and personal, overwhelmed by the seemingly systematic and insidious isolation of the parts of my self. Continue reading “Light is the left hand of darkness.” →

What if I’m a Bad Academic?

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I suppose the thing about plans is that they change. My plan for the last several years has been “go straight to grad school to be an English professor.” Then I wasn’t sure what to study, so I decided to take a year or two off to do some independent study and find an academic passion that wasn’t simply knowledge. But always, I knew I was going to be an English professor.

965878-_uy200_During the last semester of my undergraduate degree, however, I started to feel a little bit like I was living and working inside a vacuum. I was writing my Capstone paper, “Science Fiction Sleeper Agent: Narrative Subversion in Ursula K. Le Guin’s The Lefthand of Darkness” and loving it. I was having a great time immersing myself in great writing and in the thoughtful, though at times disappointing, scholarship of others in my field. I was having a blast but I couldn’t shake a certain feeling of futility.

To understand this feeling, we might have to delve a little bit into my life and educational philosophies. In life, I value learning. As an existentialist, I believe that what I choose to value has global and societal ramifications; In light of this fact, I must value the act of learning over knowledge itself which can be understood to be finite. I can consider myself fully knowledgeable on a given subject but I can never consider myself to be finished learning about a given subject. It is that eternal questing which excites me and that gives us a tangible point of entry into the future. We can always learn more, we can always seek more knowledge, more understanding. The act of learning, of seeking knowledge, is endless and open and freeing. Continue reading “What if I’m a Bad Academic?” →

I built a desk.

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I love symbolism. I suppose it’s a quirk of literary people. Maybe?

I’m sure we all remember that I graduated from college about a month ago. I sort of hate it. I decided after only two weeks that I missed it too much and I had to go to grad school. To go to graduate school, I have to take the GRE and how, I thought, can I study for the GRE unless I have a desk?

So began my great search for the desk of my dreams. I found one I liked online and showed it to my sister for her style input. She said of her husband, “Oh, he can just make that for you.” Continue reading “I built a desk.” →