A little customer service gratitude this holiday season
Yesterday was A. Day. The kind where the drive home was a rumination of all the things I should’ve said, plus regret …
Thursday 13, for old time’s sake
BFF: “You haven’t blogged in ages.” Me: “I know.” Inside me: “WHO ARE YOU, YOU IMPOSTER WHO CALLS HERSELF A WRITER?!” Yeah, …
On teaching the day after the election
I’ve never really dreaded my job before. I’ve been more and less excited to teach, of course. Handing back bad grades or …
The Cubs won! And other things on my mind.
“How many innings are in baseball?” “Why does baseball take so long?” “A RAIN DELAY?” “Will this thing ever end?” Mr. T: …
Academic job hunting: Unicorn status
Last year, I felt like I’d just won the lottery. (If the lottery involved seven years of graduate study and three cycles …
Wist and wonder at life’s seasons
The first of three alarms would blare at 5:30 a.m., with back-ups set for 5:34 and 5:36, respectively. (I learned after the …
Stranded in Albuquerque (and surprisingly thankful)
People ask me all the time: “How did you do it?” Until standing at the ticket counter today, not yelling at the gate …
When workhorses say stop
A few years ago, one of my mentors described me as a Clydesdale–a creature that is capable of accomplishing a tremendous amount …
Words with friends: Collaboration makes better writers
I love the stereotypical image of a writer: A solitary figure, holed up somewhere chain smoking and drinking buckets of booze coffee, …
2016 theme: ‘Bitches get stuff done’
Over the last couple weeks, I’ve spent a good number of days at the airport with my father-in-law, Ray-Dad, wrenching on airplanes. The …