October 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 […]
read full articleSeptember 18, 2014 / Maisie Smith
The lights burned brightly on the old auditorium stage, illuminating the grand piano in the center. I cinched my ponytail tighter and walked out onto the newly waxed floor. Pulling the bench out, I sat down and adjusted my distance from the piano keys. The seat was still warm from the last person… a 10-year-old […]
read full articleSeptember 11, 2014 / Maisie Smith
“Who had I become? Just another shark in a suit? Two days later at our corporate conference in Miami, a breakthrough. Breakdown? Breakthrough. I couldn’t escape one simple thought: I hated myself. No, no, no, here’s what it was: I hated my place in the world. I had so much to say and no one […]
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