There’s snow outside my door that’s high enough to block any comings or goings, but that’s a problem for tomorrow. Huh, it turns out that willingly procrastinating is easier than I thought it was going to be, except what I’ve really been procrastinating on is this blog. I started blogging in May 2014, with big… Continue reading The Time to Write is Right Now
I’m hanging out on a cliff right now, metaphorically speaking. There aren’t any cliffs near me in Halifax. I’m not standing up. My toes aren’t curled protectively over the edge. I’m not windmilling back from the drop. I’m just here. I’m sitting with my laptop set on top of my crossed legs. I’m just hanging… Continue reading A Filler Chapter
You think you know who you are until you don’t. You think you know what friendship is until everything changes. You think you know what you’re worth until the world tilts sideways. You think you know so much about life, but you actually know nothing. *That double ignorance though… When I moved out East I… Continue reading Who is Season 5 Sam?
Over the past week I started this blog post over and over in my head but I could not bring myself to start typing. I couldn’t bring myself to write down and publish the idea that I’m more than a little freaked out by all of the changes I’ve gone through recently. Everything came to… Continue reading Girl, Meet Grad School
“Ever since my childhood I’ve been scared, I’ve been afraid, of being trapped by circumstance, of staying in one place.” – Frank Turner The Road I was listening to this song a week or so ago as my tour bus wove its way between brilliant green trees on the trip back into Halifax and all I… Continue reading Girl Meets East Coast: Part 1
On February 10, 2017, I prepared to present at my first official academic colloquium. Sure, it was a small event at my home institution of Carleton University but to me it was a big deal. It was a chance for me to share my work with my academic peers and my professors in an environment… Continue reading Little girl, who do you think you are?
Maybe I don’t want to be ready yet. Maybe I don’t want to say goodbye. Well, life is not fair and this blog post is long overdue. I suppose that statement only stands if you believe that two weeks is a long time, but when I was a kid and I went off to camp each summer two… Continue reading So, What’s Next?