This post was originally published at Peachleaves blog. So it’s hot and gritty in Philadelphia, the kind of summer in which I seem to be swimming to work, because I arrive slightly damp and tired as though all of my limbs have been resisting warm water. (I still eat lunch outside though. It’s preferable to… Continue reading Found Object: Heat
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Maybe we teach it to them
This post was originally published at Peachleaves blog This article has been making the rounds of my Facebook peer group. It’s a thoughtful piece that puts a lot of effort into describing the conditions and causes of the current graduate school dilemma. I don’t think I agree with his conclusions (though I certainly haven’t any… Continue reading Maybe we teach it to them
Intellect Does Not Exclude Empathy
This post was originally published on Peachleaves. One of my jobs is to read papers written by senior English majors for their capstone seminars, and apply to them a rigorous rubric intended to judge how well (or if) these seniors have received the kind of training our department would like to give them. The papers are… Continue reading Intellect Does Not Exclude Empathy
Why I Don’t Participate in Book Surveys on Facebook
This post was first published on Peachleaves. They leave a lot of books out. When I see one of these, I don't ask myself how many books on the list I've read. I do ask: who put this list together? Why? How did they choose book for this list? What is having read them supposed… Continue reading Why I Don’t Participate in Book Surveys on Facebook
Focus Pocus
This post was originally published on the blog Peachleaves You guys, my exams are in two weeks. I feel like a lunatic. I am driven to practice sanity insanely – cooking nightly; co-hosting multiple parties in a weekend; going out on the night that the Phillies won the World Series – because if I don’t,… Continue reading Focus Pocus
Speaking of women who changed my life
This post was originally published on Peachleaves When I was in 7th grade, I won a prize in the final round of this citywide writing competition in Memphis called Wordsmith. (Actually, I did this a few other years as well--I had nothing better to do, really--but this particular time was formative.) The contest organizers held… Continue reading Speaking of women who changed my life
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