With My Feet in the Air and My Head ...

I’ve been feeling peculiar. Walking around my house and across campus feeling weird, awkward. Like maybe my legs are on backwards or my arms are too long and my elbows don’t work. I couldn’t...

Time Flies… When You’re ...

I promised myself that I would find time to write during the seven weeks that I was Stage Manager for a group of 20 teenagers. I swore to myself I would get at least two more chapters of my novel written. The...

Getting ‘Meta’ about the...

It’s time for me to take a ‘meta’ approach with the Laying Lincoln Down graphic novel. One of the requirements of having received a Weisman grant from Columbia College is to prepare a display...

What Now? What Next?

Noelle Aleksandra Hufnagel Five years. Five years of long commutes from the North Side of Chicago. Five years of working full-time in the West Suburbs. Five years of late night grad classes in the South Loop....

I Think I Was a Lot Smarter When I W...

                  Recently, a friend from my writer’s group called me out for not producing work with the regularity he’d come to expect from me.    “I think I was a lot smarter...

The Roles of The Writer

I’m not sure that idealized image of The Writer going off to a peaceful cabin and JUST writing exists. I think I’m about as close as one can get to that situation right now in rural Missouri,...