A Pragmatic Evaluation of Autumn at Belmont Abbey College

Today was a beautiful day.
Till this semester I have successfully avoided eight a.m. classes, but then the English department went and scheduled Literary Criticism, required for English Majors, at eight a.m. I know I’ve no right to complain, what with global hunger and natural disasters, but it is one of the hardships of my very [...]

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Adventuring in the Unknown

It has been a very, very long time. Perhaps even longer in my head than on the calendar. And certainly long enough for me to have forgotten what to say in a blog post. So I shall find my “legs” as I go, and ask your patience as I grope around in my head….
Today, home came [...]

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Cannon in D

It is Christmas though I hardly notice. It seems odd to hear Christmas carols piping out of shops when all I can think is “Cannon in D” and similarly matrimonial tunes. 
I haven’t realized the enormity of it: my sister is getting married. And hopefully if I haven’t gotten the memo yet it shall hold off [...]

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Thoughts from a November Long Ago….

Yes, I am ashamed of myself. I have spent the last few months floundering through the regular upheavals of college life, but I think it is time to return to the blog. It is Sylvia’s fault, you know. I asked Vincent last night if he ever did get a chance to read her story and [...]

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Mendacity

Careful, what you say and what you mean. It is easy to confuse the two while blue eyes mock and twinkle in the hot summer sun. Those eyes have no name, for their character is timeless: arrogant, charming, manipulative, elusive. He knows he fascinates, and the fabric of his life depends on this ability. He [...]

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Joy

If you had told me, a year ago, of the nature of joy, I wouldn’t have believed it. Much less that I could hold such beauty in my possession. But then, it isn’t something I possess, it is something I am privileged to experience, and it would mean nothing without those frightened Freshman milling around [...]

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Home

Early mornings in the mountains are cold, even in August. So I took Mom’s advice and pulled on my pink fleece, a hand-me-down from Chanelle, and appreciated the crisp bite against my bare legs as we walked out the door.
Mornings are lovely, and as a strictly non-morning-person, I don’t see too many. But I savored [...]

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The Voice in my Head

Her name is Sylvia, eleven years old, with brown hair, green eyes, and a pert nose set above a rather too-wide mouth. She simply appeared in my head one day, three years ago, and I haven’t succeeded in dislodging her since. She is very determined though, and very spoiled, being a princess, so I suppose [...]

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The Intolerable Lightness of Words

I find myself betrayed by words. They always worked when I was young and too innocent to know of drugs or alcohol as an escape from reality. But just as the next-morning’s hang-over renders an evening of oblivion quite costly, so does the ensuing thump of existence when I turn the last page of a [...]

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The Eclair Effect

Again, I am still alive. But barely. Between the county club, wedding showers, out-of-town guests and new babies (my cousin’s brand-new daughter!) there hasn’t been much time even to reflect, let alone write, about life. It has melted into a blur of tea sandwiches and old ladies comparing the best stores for glass-wear, while I [...]

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