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Blue/gray book cover
First class of the semester in the books and now it’s time to tuck into “Around the World in 80 Days.”
I’m finally “old” enough to borrow these from my mom’s collection.
My semester kicks off today and I can’t wait to meet my college writing students. I teach at a community college and for most of my students this will be their only writing and/or humanities class. All of which is to say, I’m excited!
I teach college writing and have ruined clothes from the whiteboard streaks ;)
I have this exact problem.
1. Writer/novelist
2. English
3.No
4. Adjunct writing instructor, freelance journalist
Exactly. And they are making bold moves, once again, this session. Crippling the courts, making bills private … going after the most vulnerable like the queer and trans community instead of doing real, positive governance.
A must read — and as a neighbor to north Idaho, a lot do this is happening in Montana, too.
Thank you for doing it. I love these interviews with Ryan!
That’s right. My math result in 20 years, TOPS.
As a freelancer writer I don’t have a “boss” in the traditional sense so I’m SO very grateful when I reach out to editors I’ve worked w/in the past who are willing to give me a job reference.
How am I soooooo old that this weekend Goonies returns to theaters for its 40th anniversary???!!!!
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Extremely.
Cracked open Mighty Red last night. It’s already brilliant.
I love how the world is in chaos and I try to advocate for healthy change but I also spill soup down the front of me. Like, can’t I get one thing right?
This is absolute perfection. No notes.
I keep rewatching the Beyoncé Bowl and it only gets better. Marching band! Flags! Dancing! Cars!
To celebrate the 8th night of Chanukah my husband made latkes and chicken wings and truly this is the way.
I dreamed I was bathing in a claw foot tub in the front section of Target and that’s the energy I’m bringing into 2025.
I guess???
Belly full of fondue and carbs, the way we end the year in our house. Chanukah lights sending us into the new year!
I am drowning in books (yes, a good problem) and yet I love that my friends keep dropping off more books while I recover from surgery!
Yes!
Lots to love on this list but I’m really wanting funny depressed protagonist! So tired of the boring navel grazing ones, rich or not.
Post holiday sales? Sure, I’ll buy.
Wait: all the items are final sale?
No. No. No.
I may have stayed up way too late thinking about bird flu and wondering if I’ll have to homeschool my kids when we hit pandemic stage but was saved by the glimmer of hope that is the Pop Tart Bowl.
America!
As a community college prof this rings true.
This is my annual call for a discussion to why current silverware/flatware is so damn crummy compared my mom’s simple set that’s 45 years old.
Please, let’s discuss stainless steel.
Right?!?
Did someone hack my mom’s phone?!?!