Ingrid Burrington

Look at me, trying to be accountable with newsletter updates. The sense of possibility and ambition that marks the beginning of January has settled into the grimness of actual cold weather and grayness and answering emails, which means it's time for me to reflect on the month. I continue to

I'm feeling a little guilty and foolhardy for thinking that setting up my own independent subscription-based site was actually something I had time to do the same year I had to finish a master's degree and scramble for funding to continue on to a PhD. There is little as embarrassing

My fourth semester of grad school starts this coming week. My main obligation this term is writing a master's thesis, which I feel reasonably good about except for the part where I'm realizing just how much I hate the particular kind of academic prose such a task requires. I read

My track record makes me nervous on this one. Gentle reader, I am a champion at starting new blogs or newsletters fresh with good intentions and ideas only to let them stagnate in a few short months, promising to update more and on a schedule only to have life get