Category: graduate school
Event(s on the) Horizon
This isn’t about American Horror Story, so you don’t have to yell at me. It is about events I will soon be a part of, so if you want to yell at me in person, well, here’s how.
emmabolden2013 is the year of Awesome, All-around amazing people, Amazing discoveries and wondrous visions, appearances, bad behavior in public places, book signings, BOOM., creative writing, Department of Writing and Linguistics, Embarrassing stories, Emma is very lucky, Emma’s Adventures in Over-Analyzing, Fiction, GenPop Books, Georgia, Georgia Southern, Going to eleven, graduate school, gratitude, Happy accidents, Maleficae, poems, poetry, Statesboro, The Write Place Festival, UNCW, Writers Week Symposium
The Accidental Professor
When I was a little kid and we went to the beach, I always had this strange and terrifying and utterly disorienting moment where I’d think to myself this is our first day at the beach; we have four more days at the beach, and then this vacation is over. That sentence, I now realize,…
emmabolden2013 is the year of Awesome, A teacher’s education, Academia, Academic inquiries, accidental confessions, Another summer in a winter town, Art and life and love and The Big Stuff, awesome, Bizarre associations and other odd tendencies, Chchchchanges, childhood ailments and other daily disasters, creative writing, disappearances, DUENDE, education, edumacation, Embarrassing stories, Emma is very lucky, Emma's Awkward Adolescence, Emma’s Adventures in Over-Analyzing, Emma’s attempts at normal life, Emma’s attempts at real life (failed or otherwise), Fear and how to face it, graduate school, gratuitous photos of whatnot, Happy accidents, learning, Losing courage and other freakouts, Movin’ on, My nerves are bad tonight. Yes bad., my students, odd comparisons and awkward metaphors, overthinking, pedagogy, Scenes from my childhood, So long, teaching, teaching writing, the heft of cathedral tunes, the three jobs, thought for the day, where are you going where have you been, writing community, writing teachers
AWP: Traditions, Revisions, Permissions (Or I’m Okay, You’re Okay, Let’s Skip The Dance Party)
She doesn’t even go here!
emmabolden2013 is the year of Awesome, A manifesto of sorts, A teacher’s education, Academia, Academic inquiries, Amazing discoveries and wondrous visions, Art and life and love and The Big Stuff, awesome, AWP, AWP 2013, AWP Boston, bad behavior in public places, books, bright shining spots in the very much dark, Chchchchanges, contemporary poetry, Corrections, Cue the Golden Girls theme song, disagreeable/agreeable, education, edumacation, Emily Dickinson = The Ultimate, Emma is very lucky, Emma’s Adventures in Over-Analyzing, Emma’s attempts at real life (failed or otherwise), Emma’s theories on what makes for Very Good Poetry, Epic, EPIC WIN, evaluations, events, Failure Schmailure, False Dichotomies, Fight the power!, Free to Be You and Me, Friendship Is Magic, Going to eleven, graduate school, Home, hopes and dreams, Inquiries into academics, inspiration, Instructions, learning, learning patience slowly, Losing courage and other freakouts, Maps and legends, META, MFA, mullings and ramblings, On being a poet, perfection is boring. period., Perspiration? Inspiration?, poems, poetry, poets, Power to the People, publishing, publishing (or not publishing, random musings, ranting and raving, re-purposing, Recharging the mental batteries, rejection, rejection slippage, Retrospective, summations, teaching, teaching writing, The evolution of Emma, the poem factory, The power and the money, The Thoughts of a Poetry Fan Girl, the three jobs, thought for the day, where are you going where have you been, Who The Eff Cares?, wonders and apparitions, Words of Wisdom, writers conferences, writing and not writing, Writing Anew, writing community, writing life, writing space, writing teachers, You better work, You gotta have friends