This post is part of a series recommending longform, narrative nonfiction (as well as other worthwhile writings). No two people live identical lives. No two people face all of the same hardships and challenges. Every life has its own giants. Each story recommended below is about an individual (or individuals) who face or avoid their giants in uniqueContinue reading “Good Reads: Life and the giants we face”
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Six months in New York City: A reflection
Places like these are where people come to forget about God, drown themselves in self, and abandon any idea of a loving, sacrificial, holy Creator. But coming here has renewed my faith.
NYC Week Sixteen: Internship over, or positive self-talk
11:51 pm. MONDAY, MAY 19th. I’ve been in writing mode all day. I haven’t written much, but my mind has been super focused and soaking up everything. My thoughts are toward the future, as in next week, when I come back from my college commencement and return to my bedroom in Queens, my food serviceContinue reading “NYC Week Sixteen: Internship over, or positive self-talk”
NYC Week Fifteen: How New York City Beat Arson
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”
NYC Week Fourteen: 10 things I miss about home and school (aka rural America)
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. I’d just settled on the bench, purse and my bag of leftover food from work on my lap, one per leg. Done with work, time to wait for the F train and go home. “Meredith?” I looked up to see a familiar face, soft round featuresContinue reading “NYC Week Fourteen: 10 things I miss about home and school (aka rural America)”
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 Eleven: False fronts
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. The Ironclad Building on Main Street in Cooperstown looks well-kept from the outside: two clean, windowed storefronts on the ground level, second- and third-floor windows surrounded by if not fresh, at least not peeling paint. You would never guess, from looking at the outside, thatContinue reading “NYC Week Eleven: False fronts”
NYC Week Ten: Welcome to the real world?
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. From all I’ve heard about the real world and what life’s like there, I don’t think New York City is it. At my college, we talk about the “Taylor Bubble” where we’re sheltered from anti-Christian influences, shepherded by faculty and mentors of mostly the sameContinue reading “NYC Week Ten: Welcome to the real world?”
NYC Week Nine: Sponge mode
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. “You see that guy?” I said, nodding toward the Indian man who’d just parked his black SUV on the roadside and stepped out to catch the bus my housemate and I had just boarded. “Every day, he speeds up and parks his car, jumps out,Continue reading “NYC Week Nine: Sponge mode”
Meredith Sell 