Notes, thoughts and essay fragments on a theme. Grad School.
After I turned forty, I started to become invisible. At forty-five, this process has become undeniable – as a woman past a certain age, I have to make an effort to be seen. There are some definite advantages to this. On a trip to… Continue Reading “Post #3130: We are all disappearing”
I remember the first time I saw the impact of pine beetle in British Columbia. It must have been around 1999 or so and I was driving on the number three highway through the southern part of the province with my mom. In between… Continue Reading “Post #3127: Changing landscapes”
“But here’s what I’ve come to believe. That maybe it’s no different now than it ever was. Maybe it’s always the end of the world. Maybe you’re alive for a while and then you realize you’re going to die, and that’s such an insane… Continue Reading “Responses to Crisis: Apocalypse”