Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. This week, after a long, drawn-out research process that often had me missing the forest for the trees, I finally finished my internship piece to my editor’s satisfaction and he published it on City Limits’ web site. It is by no means the best thing I’veContinue reading “NYC Week Fifteen: How New York City Beat Arson”
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NYC Week Thirteen: The fight to stay fit
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. It’s a battle I’ve been losing. Sure, I ran 1.4 miles today in 10:38. Sure, I followed it up with sprints and crunches and pushups. Sure, I got my heart rate up and didn’t feel awful. But I am not where I was three monthsContinue reading “NYC Week Thirteen: The fight to stay fit”
NYC Week Twelve: A conglomeration of thoughts
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. Time is currency. And this week, mine was spent — in research and at work. With it went my energy, so rather than sitting at my desk for three-plus hours, badgering myself to write something worth reading, I present the following: a conglomeration of thoughts,Continue reading “NYC Week Twelve: A conglomeration of thoughts”
NYC Week Six: Rejoining the workforce
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. I rose early this morning, beating the sun by a hair. Crawling out of bed, I shut off my alarm, turned on my desk lamp, and paused, sighed. 6 a.m. Day has broken. A quick trip to the bathroom, splashing water on my face, andContinue reading “NYC Week Six: Rejoining the workforce”
NYC Week Four: Seeing the homeless
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. I wanted to give him my peanut butter sandwich. Him. The man standing directly in front of me on the 6 train, dirt under his fingernails, clothes faded and filthy. I wanted to give him my peanut butter sandwich, made with the last scrapings fromContinue reading “NYC Week Four: Seeing the homeless”
Week Three in NYC: City of stories
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. How do you find stories in a city of eight million? Where the default safety feature is zero eye contact, and you’re more likely to hear a person talking to himself or yelling at someone to “back off” than you are to overhear aContinue reading “Week Three in NYC: City of stories”
Week Two in New York City: Hey, stranger
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. Everyone wants a “Friends” apartment, to live with BFFs or favorite (read only) siblings and figure out life together, with a few fights and whole lot of fun along the way. I have yet to experience anything close to that. Over the past threeContinue reading “Week Two in New York City: Hey, stranger”
Look who’s talking
The City Hall librarian, wearing fly-eyed, red-rimmed glasses, constantly talks to herself in a thick, nasal New York accent — whether or not people are around to listen. She only stops when the phone rings and she has to answer. On the way out of the room, she told another librarian she’d be right back.Continue reading “Look who’s talking”
Framed: Questions with Elissa Gore
This is another piece I wrote for my internship with the Smithy Center for the Arts. Framed: Questions with Elissa Gore “Before you start peppering me with questions, can I pepper you with a couple? I like to know who I’m talking to.” Those were the first words of Elissa Gore, 62, in her interview last week. The practically-mindedContinue reading “Framed: Questions with Elissa Gore”
Quiet Confidence: Molly Drooger puts her best foot forward
I haven’t posted since the summer for a number of reasons. First, I’m back at school, which means my time for recreational writing is limited. Second, I never want to post something that wastes your time. Third, I’m interning with Taylor University‘s marketing department, so my writing muscles are focused on specific projects. Over the course ofContinue reading “Quiet Confidence: Molly Drooger puts her best foot forward”
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