There's something profoundly unnerving to me about reaching out to someone I don't know and asking them to talk to me. Maybe it's simple fear of the unknown. Maybe it's because I spent the last year interviewing for jobs like it was my job. When you are talking to strangers and practically begging them to... Continue Reading →
Running Head
The term running head conjures odd images for me. Immediately, I think in literal terms of a cartoonish, disembodied human head with disproportionately small legs fleeing a scene. Maybe a little like Mr. Potato Head if he were really on the go, though in my mind’s eye, he is always just standing around. Running head... Continue Reading →
True Scrawl 