“I got to the end of 12 pages. I’m done writing, right?” Students sometimes need a little help with organizing their papers. Do the words say what Student meant to say? Are all the ideas about SubTopic A near each other, or are they mixed in with SubTopics B & C? If so, was that… Read More Student, did you read what you wrote?
The real question: How do you google for these bubble people? I can never find them on purpose. You know what’s the most fun about writing a multi-path book? Making all the paths! It’s like a book specially designed for ADHD writers! Boing boing boing here I am all over the place You know what… Read More Tutor vs Choose Your Own Adventure
End of semester: Take Poetry Less Seriously Day The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost Hear it read over here! Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in… Read More Robert Frost & the Fork in the Road
Student had to write an essay about something not school-related that he is passionate about. Am I supposed to use personal pronouns in this essay about myself? Oh, the dreaded Personal Pronoun rule. If one is writing about a general topic, then the Point of View should also be general, which means not using personal… Read More Tutor vs The Personal Pronoun Take II
… Write Write Again. (and again and again and again…) One non-native English speaker knew exactly what to say but did not have the vocabulary for it. Neither did Student’s friends, and translate.google.com was not helping much. neravnodushniy = partial What does partial mean? Synonyms are incomplete, fractional favoring one side in a dispute above… Read More If at First You Don’t Succeeed…
Another article published. Is it literature? Sure! Time to update the publishing credits. Time to update the student map, too.
Another semester, another round of the same essays. Dear Professor, while A Rose For Emily will never not be delightfully creepy, it is possible that OTHER short stories by Faulkner might ALSO be delightfully creepy. Dear Professor, “The Hills Like White Elephants” is so old. Never do Hemingway again. Not Any. Ever. Dear Professor, a… Read More Same Song, Second Verse