The Romantic Myth Of The Solitary Writer
Jejak Panda Hallo Jumpa Lagi Kita Di Blog Ini judi ceme terpercaya What’s been on my mind all week to write about is a sort of sad and sort of funny interaction I had with a high school student this past Saturday at Open House, which I’ve worked for the last three years because I really like meeting the incoming freshmen and talking to them about majoring in English. Despite all the talk of declining interest in the English major, we got good foot traffic at our table, and only one student who said her dad would kill her if he saw her talking to us. Students expressed interest in many things, but many wanted to talk about careers, the teaching profession, and creative writing. The young man who made such ...