Beautiful Words for Overthinkers Like Me

“Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’tContinue reading “Beautiful Words for Overthinkers Like Me”

Departing Boston, Epic-Style

A perfectly epic trip to Boston last weekend ended in what was, for me, a perfectly ironic flight home. Ladies and gentlemen: exhibit A. Flying from Boston to a stopover in Washington, D.C., I found myself sitting beside a vivacious and precocious middle schooler. Now, ever since I tried to color a Snow White cartoonContinue reading “Departing Boston, Epic-Style”

Let Me Give You One of My Cards

Tonight, I’m listening to Jimmy Stewart’s special narrative introduction to the movie Harvey. I’m getting ready to watch the movie, starring Stewart and Josephine Hull. He just used the phrase “squirmin’ in their seats.” I knew I loved this man. It’s also the perfect background noise for revising my statement of purpose and CV. JG:Continue reading “Let Me Give You One of My Cards”

The Defense Rap

What do you do when you’re preparing for a master’s thesis defense? I’ll tell you – you write a rap about it. Does it matter that you listen to musicals instead of rap, your voice is better suited to Disney princess songs than to Eminem, and you prefer waltzing to hip-hop? Not a whit. Enjoy.Continue reading “The Defense Rap”

Oh, Hobbes

“I say not this, as disapproving the use of Universities: but because I am to speak hereafter of their office in a Common-wealth, I must let you see on all occasions by the way, what things would be amended in them; amongst which the frequency of insignificant Speech is one” (Leviathan, A2v).

How do I feel about thee, thesis mine?

In honor of Flying Fork Day, I’ve written an English sonnet* for the (____) of my life, Orlando. Enjoy. Or not. And so forth. —- How Do I Feel About Thee, Thesis Mine? How do I feel about thee, thesis mine?(To speak my truest feelings were not meet.)Oh let me see that Times New RomanContinue reading “How do I feel about thee, thesis mine?”

Top 10 Reasons Why I Blog

There’s something about writing a thesis prospectus that produces existential qualms, which in turn lead to quality questioning of the most quotidian aspects of life (and an inexplicable desire to alliterate with the letter “q”). So, while quaffing coffee, I found myself thinking of the following quips about the somewhat-antiquated practice of keeping a blog.Continue reading “Top 10 Reasons Why I Blog”