This morning a close friend said to me “you always seem angry” (or unhappy, or something of the sort, I can’t remember verbatim) and I remember feeling completely gobsmacked. A plethora of choice retorts instantly sprang to mind, none of them I can repeat here in this post… (maybe he had a point? Haha) My … Continue reading »
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“What does a ‘political economy’ approach to study of the Creative and Cultural Industries involve? What are its advantages and disadvantages?” (word limit: 5,000) What, I ask you, did I do to deserve such punishment? Political what now? I’m not even sure if I am reading English, though it is far better than one of … Continue reading »
My internal clock is out of whack. Since the holidays, the sun has begun to rise and the birds have commenced their incessant chirping before my tired head has even hit the pillow. Even then I only sleep due to sheer exhaustion. In the daytime I rise reluctantly and zombie-like from fitful 4-hour slumbers… I must find a better way. These … Continue reading »
I finally updated my other blog for the first time in nearly two months. Shameful, I know. Anywho, I plan to update more frequently from now on. http://theothermomdiary.blogspot.com/ In the meantime, have a look at my gorgeous girlie, Emilie. Love her!
What began as a perfectly reasonable day ended in me threatening to cry into my borrowed raspberry vodka cocktail. I can’t quite put my finger on the point where it all began to unravel, but I think it was somewhere between watching Inua Ellams recite his poetry in my Publishing class and mock bidding for art’s festival funding … Continue reading »
Emilie caught a cold. So she gave it to Zoie. Who then gave it to me. When I taught my kids about sharing, this isn’t what I meant. Now my house is filled with a chorus of coughs. A symphony of sniffles. A frenzy of fevers. The past two nights I’ve spent lying in bed with … Continue reading »
Last week’s assignment for Creative Development was to write 500 words on the “hopes, aspirations, and goals for your career.” Hmmm. This would be an easy task provided I actually knew what they were. Hopes? I hope it doesn’t rain tomorrow because I have a mountain of laundry to hang outside. Aspirations? I aspire to … Continue reading »
Last Wednesday’s Creative Development class involved planning an imaginary party, playing a rousing game of “red light, green light” and a show and tell of some of the collages our fellow classmates had put together. It reminded me of a class I took back in college called Remedial Childhood. We rode bikes in the woods, had … Continue reading »
No, it’s not what you think. I haven’t joined a craft-loving biker gang. Haha. My first two assignments of the semester have been to read as much as humanly possible of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (no small feat, I assure you) and to create a collage of images that represent ME. I have managed … Continue reading »
