Bookish Traveling: Twice Lost
I’m sitting in a cafe in Wisconsin munching on an apple cider donut. It’s raining outside, and in my lap sits a pile of new and old books wrapped in crinkly paper. Across… Continue reading
I’m sitting in a cafe in Wisconsin munching on an apple cider donut. It’s raining outside, and in my lap sits a pile of new and old books wrapped in crinkly paper. Across… Continue reading
English majors and minors alike both know that Simpkins is not just a building, it’s a home. Oftentimes that home is freezing cold or rumored to be haunted, but it is also a… Continue reading
I’m lying in a well-stained cot in ninety-degree heat while allowing a small child to draw Pokemon on my leg in black Sharpie. Around me, I hear the whispers of little girls as… Continue reading
By: Emily Bryce Swain There are two things in this world that can send me hurtling back into my emo teenage years: My Chemical Romance and Edgar Allan Poe. Suffice it to say,… Continue reading
By Emily Bryce Swain Staring in the mirror, I quickly realized how dorky my former choir concert clothes from high school looked on my twenty-year-old frame. Unearthed from the back of my closet,… Continue reading