October 30, 2014 / Maisie Smith
Dear Josie, I’ve been thinking about our conversation the other day, the one about how you weren’t sure if the world was ready for you. The earnestness that shone through your eyes has hogged my thoughts since we had that cup of coffee. I keep going back to an experience from high school that changed […]
read full articleOctober 16, 2014 / Maisie Smith
“Was Hamlet Really Insane?” I scribbled as a title. I then tore the five handwritten pages from my spiral notebook, stapled the essay together and handed it to my 11th grade English teacher as I walked out the door. I had written it the night before and couldn’t think of a good title until the […]
read full articleOctober 9, 2014 / Maisie Smith
I’m not an English teacher. I break grammar rules all the time. Sometimes my paragraphs only have one sentence. Sometimes they are fragments. Sometimes they are just one single word. I use ellipses… a lot… because I feel they are a good representation of my communication style. Lots of pauses for effect. When I talk […]
read full articleOctober 2, 2014 / Maisie Smith
Time for roll call. Cyprus. Check. Chile. Check. Philippines. Check. India. Check. Washington D.C. Check. Oregon. Check. We were six men and women on a sketchy Skype connection, ready to dig into our first group project for an online creativity course we were taking through Stanford University. As the team leader/gatherer of creative people, I […]
read full articleSeptember 25, 2014 / Maisie Smith
I glanced over at the clock. 1:15 a.m. I had been reading for over four hours straight. Vonnegut will do that to you. I dug my fist into the family-size bag of licorice swaddled next to me on the bedspread and noticed that my stash was getting low… and that I had absentmindedly eaten all […]
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