Published by ekpreston
I live at the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. I just graduated with an M.A. in English writing but, of course, I can't stop there. So, PhD here I come! This blog is about the tribulations, jubilations, and contemplations of me trying to break into the literary world, finish my education, and enjoy life while attempting to stay sane.
I've done quite a bit, but (surprise!) it's still not enough. When is it ever enough? Here are some of the things that I've done:
Publications
“I Kept Walking,” 2012
Brushfire Zine, nonfiction
“Challenging the Champ,” September 2011
Stellaria, nonfiction
“Lake Baikal,” August 2011
Stellaria, academic paper
“Cookie for Your Thoughts,” January/February/March 2010
The Storyteller: A Writer’s Magazine, fiction
Won 3rd place People’s Choice Award
Conference Publications
“I Kept Walking,” 2012
Brushfire Zine, nonfiction
“Challenging the Champ,” September 2011
Stellaria, nonfiction
“Lake Baikal,” August 2011
Stellaria, academic research paper
“Cookie for Your Thoughts,” January/February/March 2010
The Storyteller: A Writer’s Magazine, fiction
Won 3rd place People’s Choice Award.
Conference Publication
“Laughing on the Edge,” March 2014
University of Nevada, Reno
On the Brink Conference
Interdisciplinary graduate conference on the cultural, social, and material
implications of risk.
Presented and chaired.
“Third-Wave Feminism: Another Step in Feminism’s Evolution,” February 2014
University of Nevada, Reno
Fourth Annual College of Liberal Arts Graduate Student Symposium (CLAGS)
Regional interdisciplinary graduate student conference.
“The Dialect of the American West,” 2013
University of Nevada, Reno
Renovation Conference
Regional interdisciplinary graduate student conference.
“Chick Lit: Tales from a Third-Wave Feminist Perspective,” 2011
University of Nevada, Reno
Undergraduate Research Poster Conference.
Interdisciplinary undergraduate conference.
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Nice. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a strawberry blossom that close up before. It is quite lovely.
Thank you. 🙂 I thought that it was cute. I hated to eat it once it was ripe, and yet it tasted sweet.
You nurtured the budding beauty only to sacrifice it to your gluttonous needs. You monster.
Muahahaha!