Surrounded by highliters & Sharpie pens, stacks of books & binders filled with information.
Vessels of coffee shall be consumed.
The Internet shall be surfed.
may be tears.
may be screaming.
Caution--this is a frequent four-letter word zone.
I am beginning my "busiest" undergraduate week--because so much is at stake. Construction and completion of two large-ish papers (upper division classes, NOT in my major field of study) is underway.
Get out the orange cones & hard hats.
One paper contains sections with THESE five subheadings:
Me and my daughter… / Where are you going? / Words like violence / It doesn’t mean that much to me / She’s not a girl who misses much
The other comes directly from the book Unbending Gender by Joan Williams (maybe I'll throw in some philosophers for good measure, too).
Light a candle. Whisper some words of encouragement. I need it.