Monthly Archives: November 2015
The Great PDX Migration: A Memoir
“What sticks to memory, often, are those odd little fragments that have no beginning and no end…” ― Tim O’Brien, The Things They Carried Oh the possessions I have shed! I’ve moved away from Bellingham (again), and the last few … Continue reading
Adjuncts Who Fly Under The Radar
Writing about open education and textbooks on the day after such horror in Paris, feels a bit useless. A bit insensitive. So unbelievably futile, and I’ve been staring at this post for about an hour thinking about whether it should … Continue reading
Full Circle Thoughts
A friend of mine has been reading one poem a day as her practice for 2015. It’s November now, and there are not that many days left in this year. This practice is interesting to me, not so much as … Continue reading
Spoke & Hub 