Mell. Or, write like a gangster.

[I caught the above image when riding the bus yesterday: tough-looking middle-aged men eating at “Mell,” a weird echo of the sidewalk gatherings at Satriale’s Pork Store in The Sopranos. The photo is only loosely related to this post.] In Writing Your Journal Article in Twelve Weeks, Wendy Belcher points out that Writing is to … Continue reading

Are you there friends? It’s me, Pia.

I have 74 days left on this trip. I need to write, and it is fucking hard. I don’t know if it’s harder because I’m single, but it does suck to not have any one person to be mad at for not supporting me in all the ways that I need. Because yeah, I know … Continue reading

Student Loan Debt and its Vicissitudes

A couple of weeks ago, a colleague asked me to write to a prospective MA student about why he should come to our program with funding, rather than going to More Prestigious Program without subsidy. Knowing that I had incurred quite a hefty sum of student loan debt in the course of acquiring my PhD, … Continue reading

Still Here

I had intended to blog more regularly the last couple of weeks, but made the mistake of starting a fairly involved post which just sits in my draft box, taunting me. So I’m going to go ahead and give a brief update at least, and maybe I’ll finish the other one eventually. First of all, … Continue reading