Accepting the ugly side of artistry
The urge to create, shape words like clay leaving behind the contour of my fingerprints, is an insatiable hunger. I have felt it gnawing at me since I was old enough to scribble letters with crayon.
Read MoreThe urge to create, shape words like clay leaving behind the contour of my fingerprints, is an insatiable hunger. I have felt it gnawing at me since I was old enough to scribble letters with crayon.
Read MoreThere is intentionality that comes with bursting any bubble, whether it is choosing to go on a first date or apply to an experience or take a class. Part of why I proposed this project was because personal narratives, regardless of their subject matter, automatically burst bubbles by demanding vulnerability. And yet, reflecting on every side quest I have entertained this year, I cannot help but feel anxious. I am stepping back from an editing position at the Wheel, despite journalism being my longest side quest since middle school, because I want to deepen my exploration in the field of public health.
Read MoreWrite when you feel community, companionship and love. That way, the feeling can transcend ideological differences, as well as time and geographical distance.
Read MoreWhen I reunited with my sister this winter break, the first thing she pointed out, after a warm meeting at the airport, was that my accent in English had changed. I’ve always had an accent, with Spanish being my first language,...
Read MoreIt is no secret that Oxford College’s nightlife pales in comparison to that on the Atlanta campus. On most Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights, shuttles to Atlanta are full of students with plans to go to fraternities, bars or...
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