What are “sex tickets?” They’re part of a larger myth about women’s sexuality, and it goes something like this: when each woman is born, she has a limited number of purely theoretical tickets. In later life, the woman hands these out to each of her sex partners, who never return them. When she runs out of sex tickets, the woman is spent. She is used-up. Any partners she has who do not receive one of her sex tickets are viewed as foolish for consorting with a woman such as her; they aren’t getting any sort of prize, because she’s already all out. Continue reading
Because this is my last semester at USC Upstate, I’m taking Senior Seminar: essentially, a 15-week-long writing workshop for a capstone paper. Knowing that I was going to take this course, I brainstormed all year for topic ideas. Writing 25 pages is easy for me, but a good, meaty thesis can be difficult to come by. By the beginning of this semester, I had two ideas: use the Order of the Real to explain body horror, or talk about the dearth of positive menstruation portrayals in literature and its impact on women and girls. Continue reading
“It’s not what you read: it’s what you can get away with not reading. They don’t expect you to read every single word. They’re purposefully overloading you so you can develop the skill of selective reading and figuring out what you need to know.”
Tim Lemire, I’m an English Major—Now What?
I say to myself every semester, This is it. This is the one. This is the semester where I read everything. Then life happens, I read about 60% of what’s required, and I pass with flying colors. So this semester, I’m telling myself something different: I’m going to read everything I need to read. If I find that I don’t need to read something I’ve begun, I’ll quit it, and move on to bigger and better things.
Freezing and sickly
Yet still Obligation calls
Here, have a haiku.