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Story Versus the Internet

Posted on February 13, 2019May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

The first time I voted, I researched candidates, trying to get down to the nitty gritty. Soaking in the issues and what was at stake. Reaffirming or discarding suppositions of the world. That kind of stuff. You know, democracy stuff. I very much remember that getting past the public relations simplification aspect of policy was…

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The English Teacher Black Hole

Posted on February 1, 2019May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

I hope I’m not alone in thinking, basically all the time, that I’m just not very good at what I do. I am speaking of a very special imposter syndrome: I’m a high school English teacher. When I was young, I was lackluster in reading the classics or writing essays. I excelled in trying to…

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The Writing Tick Psychoanalysis

Posted on July 26, 2018May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

I have a tick in my writing that has followed me for years. Maybe writing about it will be like when people who fear snakes do that process where they slowly acclimatize themselves to snake nearness and, baring no tragedy, lose the fear. When I write for my students, I hear murmurs. Someone will eventually…

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A Regular Consumer Protects his Sleep?

Posted on June 29, 2018May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

I have two books in my personal library that are begging to be read. They have been perused though. Taken off the shelf, taken stock of, and then put back on the shelf. One because of regular I’ll-get-to-you-later book overloadness and the other due to a healthy amount of anxiety. Regardless, I feel like I’ve…

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Learning to Rock Climb

Posted on June 24, 2018May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

Wherein the Author Describes the Beginning “Let me down,” I said. “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “But you are almost there.” “Let me down,” I said again, this time with the loud but hushed quality of a seriously perturbed person feigning composure. Nothing matters when you have climbed, with you hands and legs, like childhood days,…

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Writing to an Algorithmic Audience

Posted on May 30, 2018May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

When you are an English teacher, there are too many ways to teach. In the public view, you are teaching two really important skills: writing and reading. That’s a simplification. Teaching Language Arts is the cornerstone of being thoughtful, creative, patient, empathetic, revision/editing-oriented, network-seeking, analytical, open-minded, reflective, and well-spoken (or at least confident enough to…

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Practicality Versus the Human Element; Or Why We Are Not Vulcans

Posted on October 20, 2017May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

I have been using a fictional race of human beings as an adjective lately. Because with technology where it is, we have more and more distinguished ourselves from a Vulcan lifestyle of logic. Let us pretend, by some trick of the universe, Vulcans replaced us right at this moment. It is night, and you climb…

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Falling Back on Cereal

Posted on September 18, 2017May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

Before college, my life was littered with empty cereal bowls. This was largely the fault, and perhaps the triumph, of my mother. I ate cereal like one greedily gasps for air after running 1,000 miles per hour. Instead of lungs and air, it was cereal and stomach. Growing up, there was never any soda in…

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What I Want to Say When Someone Asks Where I Am From

Posted on July 15, 2017May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

There was never one house or one place. I was born in a hospital in downtown Cincinnati and taken to my first home in the quaintness of Loveland. It is up to science to know if this place had any affect on me as I moved when I was two. I remember this next house…

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The Slow Adoption of Digital Annotation

Posted on November 22, 2016May 16, 2020 by Thomas Joseph Wilson

Up until my late 20s, I thought books were sacred objects that were ruined by creases and marks and the like. A book was there to be preserved so as to be enjoyed by later people. It’s a weird thing to think this when you have a book in your personal library, refuse to sell…

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