I Am My Own Wife

Here's a little something I sewed up yesterday. I decided it merited its own blog post. I will be academic and feministy again tomorrow,...

Confinement, it turns out, is just another word for Waiting. A LOVELY passage from Salman Rushdie's Midnight's Children comes to mi...

It has been just over two weeks of bed rest; forced confinement affords me the opportunity to catch up on my reading and start some new craf...

I had started writing a blog post a couple weeks ago about the post-MLA blues, detailing my anxiety about getting campus visits. I had three...

Alas, I have been relaxing SO MUCH that I have not had time to update this blog in ages. Some of the update-obstacles for December include: ...

How about a weekend of gratitude? On Thanksgiving morning, I was particularly grateful for the rising temperatures in Seattle: the snow was ...

This is me, in bed, marking student papers. It's difficult to tell if the sun is setting or rising. On the other hand, it is evident tha...