memoir · mental illness · personal · Recent

Unfamiliar Familiar

Reading words I’ve read before. Familiar, but not recognizable. I have to start over, when I should know more. I should be able to quote theory and drop names. Yet, so much of this happened before the break. Before my mornings began with panic; before my racing heart woke me up and my body tensed for the impact of the next thing–whatever…… Continue reading Unfamiliar Familiar

memoir · personal

“On this day…”: A Compulsory Stroll Down Memory Lane

Facebook has this great feature– “On this Day” It lists all your posts from past years, and also the things friends posted to your wall or tagged you in. It really is great, having a memory of that funny cat video or the hilarious parody of catcalls pop up, or articles that were so spot…… Continue reading “On this day…”: A Compulsory Stroll Down Memory Lane

art · graduate school · memoir · Native American Studies · personal · Writing

Emerald City Nostalgia and Red Dirt Revelations

I wrote this piece as part of an application to a writer’s residency. It’s a new kind of writing for me, but it’s the kind of writing that I want to do–intellectual work informed by personal experience. My intellectual pursuits makeup most of my life, and I always feel as if my academic projects contain…… Continue reading Emerald City Nostalgia and Red Dirt Revelations