Tag: writing
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH: Chapters 16-17
Chapter 16 I followed Gret to the park in silence. She did a quick sweep, and when she didn’t see Sandra, Rosie, or that rich man she was avoiding, she threw herself down onto the dry ground beneath a supplicant tree and thrust the glass of water up at me. “Will you just drink it?”…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 14-15
Chapter 14 I swore to myself I wouldn’t use the mud again, but the next morning, it hardly mattered. My burns had completed more than a week’s worth of healing overnight. I felt dirtier after my shower than I did before, even as my skin delighted in the water’s soothing touch instead of flinching away.…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 11-13
Chapter 11 Ten minutes later, Gret, my shopping bags, and I were sitting on a bench in the park across the street from the grocery store. The park was a small, square plot of land dotted with supplicant trees. Ever since arriving in Supplicants Grove, I had wondered what it would be like to spend…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 8-10
Part II: Momentum Chapter 8 When I was small, I once heard a lab assistant rapturously proclaim that human anatomy was a symphony. He was wrong. Anatomy, when working correctly, was silence. The lucky ones never heard it at all. My throat spasmed, but the only sound I could make was a squeaky rasp. My…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 6-7
Chapter 6 The girl stood there, watching my reaction from beneath her oversized glasses, waiting for my response as coolly as if she’d just asked about the weather. When I had mastered my disgust enough to speak, I said, “You tell Gret —” “Nope,” the girl said. “Not a messenger. I get that I botched…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 4-5
Chapter 4 I watched the desert as the car sped away from the compound. Without the transformation looming over me, I could once again appreciate its beauty. It wasn’t really just dirt and sky. Tough, spiky wildflowers grew out of the cracks in the earth, and cacti, lizards, and tarantulas dotted the ground. Halfway back…
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The Monster & The Child; or, Aieeee Starting New Ventures Is Scary
I’ve learned many things in the last few years. Chief among them: an eighty-mile commute is way too long. I stuck it out for two years, though, because a full-time lectureship straight out of grad school — especially one in which I got to teach essentially whatever I wanted for half of the year —…
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Monsters 102: Monster, Victim, Hero … and Child: Transcript
Link to video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEfOfntB3Xs&t=4s INTRODUCTION Hello, and welcome to The Monster & The Child, where Childhood Studies and Monster Studies collide! I am Dr. Kathleen Kellett, and this video is Monsters 102: Monster, Victim, Hero – and Child. If you haven’t yet watched my Monsters 101 video, which was about understanding monstrosity as the antagonistic…
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A Cup of Kindness
Why, hello! I haven’t blogged since August! This semester has truly been the most exhausting and hectic academic term of my life. I started off with back-to-back illnesses (food poisoning followed immediately by an interminable chest cold), then had a perfect storm of time consuming coursework and travel (a really fun Monday night Camden/Tuesday morning…
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