Quote Book

Initially, the genesis of my quote book was because I had too many blank journals and I needed to start using them up. But as I've had time this summer to get deeper into reading and writing, I've realized how appropriate it is to save and compile a collection of favorite sentences. I think too... Continue Reading →

Ending Harp with Mahler

Dr. Bae, the conductor, raised his hands. It was comforting to know that I had two friends in the orchestra who were about to go through the same piece I was going to go through. But as the lonely Harpist I was tasked with producing the endearing solo which winds about over the general strings... Continue Reading →

Back to the Penn.

  Sprawled out on the bland library carpet, I unsuccessfully fought back tears. Despite it nearing closing time, I made no effort to rise to my aching feet. My mom, who was engaged in an online meeting, smiled understandingly at my wet eyes from behind her corner cubical. She had just driven eight hours to pick... Continue Reading →

The Kombucha Craze

"Look! It has alcohol in it!" One of blue-clad ladies on duty for breakfast, rushed over to her friend at the register. "See here," she stated emphatically with her finger on the ingredient list. The other cafeteria woman chuckled as she punched in the price of a student's breakfast. Kombucha had appeared in Gordon's cafeteria... Continue Reading →

Current Classes

Visual Storytelling - "Anybody want an Altoid?" Professor Thurman chirps through his brown, bristled beard as he sets up his computer. He tries to loosen up the room in preparation to discuss narratives and the five major plot points. But at 9:45 a.m. the rotund room of college students is a reluctant audience. His unkempt... Continue Reading →

Back to Practicing

  I took a break from harp. For an entire semester, I did not pluck a string or read a single note.  But as fall rolled by, I realized I missed making melodies. Passing the campus music building, I would longingly glance at the students practicing their sonatas and orchestra pieces. I never thought I... Continue Reading →

California Pt. 2

  The West Coast is a sight to be seen in the winter months. With a rare abundance of rain, the hills were green and the palm trees punctured the valley mist with their prickly heads. Erica loaded her Spotify playlist, and we belted our way through L.A. traffic to "Everything's Gonna be Alright" by... Continue Reading →

The Wrapping Job

There once was a present; it seemed so unassuming. Then the recipient tried to open it. She laughed at its comical second and third layers of wrapping. And then came a fourth and a fifth. The Christmasy patterns failed to cease with each reveal. The girl who received it, so caught up in the hilarity... Continue Reading →

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