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?
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?
It’s too loud. Life is too loud. Maybe that is why I spend a great deal of my time plugged into my phone or laptop. It’s easier to control the amount of sound I consume when I’m plugged in because the world seems set to overwhelm me at every possible turn. Now, don’t get me… Continue reading White Noise
I’m a hardcore Potterhead. For those of you who are not familiar with that term it applies to fans of J.K. Rowling’s book series Harry Potter. The word is also applicable to fans of the film adaptations of said books because in my mind book and movie fans have too much in common to fight over how they… Continue reading Five Years Later: Fleur Delacour at Comic Con 2016
Last night I returned from a get together with various members of the Wingd team in the mood for reflection. We are currently in the process of developing a book and that is an amazing accomplishment, but that’s not what this post is about, for more information on that you can refer to the Metro or the Ottawa Citizen.… Continue reading Stretching My Wings
Being a sorority woman isn’t what you think it is. Sorority women choose to be sisters. We overcome obstacles of class, race, and education to be together. We are not perfect by any means. Our organizations have flaws, every institution does, but we continue on despite hiccups and errors. My sisters are the family I… Continue reading Our Sisterhood is Real to Us
There is so much that I never thought I was capable of until now. Four weeks ago I turned twenty years old and at the sound of my alarm that morning I reached for my ‘Dear Twenty Year Old Me’ letter which I had been saving since I was eleven years old. When I was eleven… Continue reading Dear Twenty Year Old Me: The Letter