I am reading “Wampum as a Hypertext: An American Indian Intellectual Tradition of Multimedia Theory and Practice” – by Angela M. Haas for school. I, then, take a break from my reading, and I catch Oprah’s post on seven books that are helping her during this moment. One she highlights is When the Light of […]
Author Archives: Tessa
A little time
I haven’t written in a little bit mostly because it didn’t feel right to do so. I wanted to give some time and space for the passing of my dog, Vixen. I felt as if I started writing, it is like writing over a time and space that is meant to hold for grief, or […]
This Jacket
A friend of mine posted a pic of himself wearing his CF vest, or jacket, connected to the hoses. Your eye immediately is drawn to the jacket. Yes, the person wearing the jacket, but the jacket. It’s about this materiality, objects, things we hold as value in our lives. It is also a mirror reflection […]
Slowly learning
I decided to take this teaching with technology class this semester, obviously fitting for the times. But, I believe I need to learn new platforms; new to me, not to the world. So, a bit stressed today trying to figure out what I was going to do for this first project. Then I messaged a […]
Good health
I was going to write about something completely different today but I am going to allow it to simmer a bit. I think it needs more time and space mentally as well as physically on the page. Also, I have school starting this week. I am still signed up for two classes and deciding on […]
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A long, long time ago I came across this book titled – Understanding Cystic Fibrosis a useful guide for families and patients, published in 1998 by this doctor. It was extremely useful with its charts and graphics. It described the genectic mutation and the gate keeper who just didn’t know how to do his job. […]
A fork is a fork
Many moons ago I took an American Sign Language (ASL) class. It required me to choose me, sounds silly right? Stand up straight. Sign with confidence. Choose your dominant hand, And lead. What I also learned is a wall is a wall; a fork is a fork; a chair is a chair. Don’t question the […]
To be a Luddite
Exhale. I wake up and within five minutes Accredo pharmacy is calling. I look at my phone and they have already called me once. They have called me once each day over the last three days. You say, “Obviously, you need to call them.” Yes, I know they want to refill a med, and I […]
Bag of apples
Story – the magic of storytelling. The other day I wrote about the absurd. I believe you have to write about the other, the in-betweens, even the absurd between your story arks. If you string your readers along with glowing, sparkling Christmas lights all the time, it doesn’t do you justice. The reader has a […]
Snap!
Two short stories: I. When you lived in a town where there was only one television channel, and you lived in a house whose matriarch believed the devil was in tattoos and Halloween was “All Hallows’ Eve;” where souls have not yet reached heaven. It was our duty (not mine specifically) to light candles to […]
