My Internal Monologue: Thoughts from the University Library

Hey everyone!  My roommate made me go with her to the library to study today.  I thought I'd provide some of my positive, uplifting thoughts I had during my visit. Enjoy. It’s really cold in here. Will this be on the exam? I doubt it, but if I don’t take notes on it, twenty bucks it … Continue reading My Internal Monologue: Thoughts from the University Library

It’s here.

It’s here.  It’s all-nighters, it’s textbooks, it’s blood, sweat, and tears. It’s realizing that there are a lot more people in your anatomy lecture than you ever guessed. It’s wondering where everyone staking out at the library has been all semester, and wishing they understood that the quiet floor means you can’t run your stupid … Continue reading It’s here.

My Personal Nuclear Disaster: A True Story

No one should have ever left me home alone in the first place.  It was a weight I was unprepared for, with a punishment so decisive and swift it would leave me devastated.  But I can’t go back in time.  I can’t change what I did.  And to this day, my mistakes haunt me. I … Continue reading My Personal Nuclear Disaster: A True Story

Are you there, Writing God? It’s me, Anna.

I didn’t want writing to be my hobby.  I wanted to like music; I wanted to play the guitar for an all-girl rock band, or paint, or design.  I wanted something else, anything else, in my heart. But none of those things were there.  Words were. So, much to the dismay of my mother, I … Continue reading Are you there, Writing God? It’s me, Anna.

Coffee Tables, Rabbit Holes, and the Universe

I have a hypothesis about Lewis Carroll when he wrote Alice in Wonderland.  I think he was busy getting stoned when his publisher called him and told him that he wanted the final draft on his desk by noon tomorrow, and that Carroll , in his compromised state, slouched in front of his typewriter and … Continue reading Coffee Tables, Rabbit Holes, and the Universe