I wanted to share a portion of a manuscript I’m shopping. It seems appropriate to talk about my slaying dragons metaphor given yesterday’s discussion of the field and the fact that tonight on GoT (spoiler)[…]
Author: phill
Day 195: All I'm trying to say is they don't really care about us
the NCTE, the organization that stages most events in English and Composition studies, posted this in regards to this year’s Convention on College Composition and Communication that is scheduled to happen in Kansas City. I[…]
Day 194: "But, then, who will you give your house to?"
Full disclosure: me and my wife have a fair amount of debt. Like “first generation that will do worse than its parents did” debt. You can read all about why in various places. Down economy.[…]
Day 193: Entitlement and Ignorance II: Save Some for the Sequel
This is a quick story about my day. I live in Richmond, IN. If you’ve ever spent any time here, you know that from July-September is “OMG Road Work” time, and right now a number[…]
Day 192: All the little ants are marching
Every once in a great while I get a chance for what I consider to be prime people watching. Today, it was in the waiting room at a specialist I took my mother to see.[…]
Day 191: Jon Snow is the truth
I put my new Jon Snow Pop on my desk today, in the glorious blue light that illuminates my backdrop. So read this, which Julie found and put on her FB wall. I identify well[…]
Day 190: Pain
A short but not-at-all sweet post today. I was thinking today about pain and how it influences mood. For those who don’t know, I have pretty serious achilles tendon and foot pain. It’s a long[…]
Day 189: Funeral for a Black Thursday
So I found the image above on one of Julie’s former student’s Facebook wall and completed the task. The title of this post is my Emo band name. It sent me down a rabbit hole[…]
Day 188: Daredevil
This is another childhood story. When I was little– like five or six or so– mom and I lived in my grandmother’s basement (a place I’d end up several times in my life). It was[…]
Day 187: a good memory of my father
I had a hard time with today’s post. I was talking earlier with Julie about her father, Dick, who just had a birthday. Recently, on Father’s Day, I’d come up with the bright idea to[…]
