A hurricane felled a tree last week. Here is its underside: roots, dirt, a tiny sea. Now a new universe will form. Things will burrow,

Writing about what matters
A hurricane felled a tree last week. Here is its underside: roots, dirt, a tiny sea. Now a new universe will form. Things will burrow,
I. Am. So. Dumb. Three semesters into a nonfiction MFA I’m still having things fall into place which I should have already figured out. Last
I sent a ranting email to my Goucher mentor about my feelings on categories of writing and how my brain is going to explode over
I’ve been progressing through the semester but have kind of come to a point of confusion about my thesis. I know what I want to
It occurred to me – is there a way in writing to reproduce the effect of a movie score? For instance, the harmonica tune that
In my effort to write stories rather than just articles, I have taken to watching movies – the best movies, my favorites – to study
Okay, I confess. I have been hearing about and reading about the “narrative arc” for a while now and I still don’t know quite what
My first post-residency entry will be about my first assignment. There’s so much to say about my time at Goucher – what I did there