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The Sacrifice (Part 3)
Eight weeks into the semester, Mrs. Mendall entered to find her students clustered once more around the CM2029. Bethany was at the heart of the group. Pale and thinner than ever, she seemed to be shrinking even as the subject in the artificial womb was growing, now at a rate of a millimeter or… Continue reading
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The Sacrifice (Part 2)
Mrs. Mendall filled another cup with lukewarm coffee and exhaled heavily. The hours on her feet were not as kind as they once had been, and she gratefully sank into a seat opposite a younger teacher. “How’s your first day going?” Mrs. Williams, the younger teacher, smiled shyly. The older teacher considered her… Continue reading
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The Sacrifice (Part 1)
Dear Reader, I began writing this story when I was sixteen. I had something important to say, but could not think of any better way to say it than through story. Soon, I became discouraged with my own work (as I so often do) and put it away to develop on its own. A few… Continue reading
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The Woman, The Well, and the Wedding
Samaritan Woman at the Well 6th century Mosaic Sant’Apollinare Nuovo, Ravenna Continue reading
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The Aisle
I have walked down the aisle many times throughout my life: when leading a children’s processional, rushing to a band practice, or walking with dignity to the choir loft. I remember, most strikingly, the first time I walked down the aisle at St. Andrew’s Episcopal Church in St. Andrew’s, Scotland. I was one of a… Continue reading
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Publication Update!
Dear Readers, I recently had the honor of being published in The Journal of the T.S. Eliot Society of the United Kingdom. While I cannot share my article here, I highly recommend checking out and ordering a copy of this publication at the society website: http://www.tseliotsociety.uk/ My article highlights the correspondences between Eliot’s Four Quartets… Continue reading
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Golf: In Memoriam
Whenever I tell someone that I studied in St. Andrew’s, they immediately ask whether I golfed while there. (If the person in question is a man, he will generally make vague golf motions and look at me quizzically.) Sadly, I have to explain that I did not take up golf until this summer—two months after… Continue reading
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Immature Compassion in “The Idiot”
While studying “Christian Doctrine and the Arts” through the University of St. Andrew’s, I had the opportunity to read and write on Dostoevsky’s The Idiot, which was immensely fascinating. Once you get the hang of Russian novels (where everyone has ten different names and overly-intricate backstories), they prove to be incredibly satisfying studies! My essay… Continue reading
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“The One”: A Short Scene
People still meet the old-fashioned way. It was a startling realization, but sweet. Elliot-Anne smiled back at the boy across the café. She thought maybe he had been smiling at her earlier, but their masks had made it difficult to tell for certain. Now, though, seated many feet away, their mouths confirmed what their eyes… Continue reading
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“The Whole Earth is Our Hospital”
Earlier this summer, a short personal essay of mine was published by Critical Read, a non-profit publisher committed to artistry and literacy. I highly recommend exploring the site and am including a link to my own essay below: Although I wrote this reflection shortly after returning home from Scotland in the spring, it remains relevant.… Continue reading
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Honey Oat Latte, Hot
Recently, a small vignette of mine was selected to be shared by CaféLit, a site that pairs stories with beverages. As such, I am not going to share this little scribbling here, but will link to the site in case any of you are looking for some coffee-shop reading this lovely October afternoon. This piece… Continue reading
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The Inkwell: A Story for National Coffee day
Is “Coffee Shop Quirky” a legitimate literary genre? If it isn’t, then it ought to be, as that seems to be my niche. In honor of this most revered holiday, National Coffee Day, I would love to share an old short story of mine that celebrates the creative relationship between draughts and drafts, caffeination and… Continue reading
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