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I’ve been teaching writing for nearly a decade now, and I can tell you with absolute certainty that song title

I’ve read thousands of essays. Not an exaggeration. When you spend enough time in academic spaces–whether as a student drowning

I’ve been teaching writing for about eight years now, and I can tell you that the gap between a decent

I’ve stared at blank pages more times than I care to admit. The cursor blinks. The pressure builds. You know

I’ve spent the better part of a decade staring at essays–both writing them and reading them. Some flow like water

I’ve spent the last decade reading texts that people insisted I was reading wrong. Professors marked my interpretations as “unsupported.”

I spent three years grading papers before I realized most students weren’t actually trying to plagiarize. They were just confused.

I spent my first year of college convinced that essays were punishment. Five pages minimum, double-spaced, Times New Roman, due

I spent three months staring at a blank document before I understood what I was actually supposed to be doing.

I’ve been writing professionally for about eight years now, and I still remember the moment I realized my writing was