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Public Speaking 101
I walked in to Pecha Kucha just as the first presentation was about to start (Andrea Grover) and realized that I was going to have to hold the microphone in one hand, which meant that I wouldn’t be able to flip through my meticulously-copied note cards in the other hand. I went fourth out of [...]
Hester Prynne, the first riot grrrl
From The Scarlet Letter*
Indeed, the same dark question often rose into her mind, with reference to the whole race of womanhood. Was existence worth accepting, even to the happiest among them? As concerned her own individual existence, she had long ago decided in the negative, and dismissed the point as settled. A tendency to speculation, [...]
Adventure is but a collection of detours
My favorite class this semester is called Travel Literature and in spite of the fact that one of the assigned books was Eat, Pray, Love the rest of the class is fun, stimulating and interesting.
Right now I am in the middle of a book called Catfish and Mandala. It’s a travel memoir by Andrew X. [...]
Pecha Kucha Vol. 2
In November I went to an event at Domy Books called Pecha Kucha. I’d first read about Pecha Kucha on Sarah Chan’s bike blog Girls and Bicycles, and when I found out Houston was starting a series I was excited. I wrote about the first PK night for 29-95.
The idea in a gist: PowerPoint presentations [...]
Negative split
On a whim Friday I went to my local running store and registered for Saturday’s Rodeo Run 10, the one-year anniversary of the first race I’d ever run. CLH is out of town, I had no arrangements to meet friends at the start or finish line, and I hadn’t even really trained for it, having [...]
Fist City
Each Thursday for the Houston Press Music Blog, Craigers and I do a joint column called He Said She Said where we pick our ten favorite songs on a certain subject. We’ve written about first dates, New Year’s resolutions and music from the Oughts*. This week the Houston Rodeo comes to town, probably the biggest [...]
“To Kanye”
— verb (used with object)
1. to demonstrate male privilege right egregiously, to interrupt the woman speaking and dispense your “wisdom”
The inimitable Jessica Hopper used this term in a recent blog post about a man in her gardening class who kept trying to finish the (female) master botanist’s sentences with incorrect information. Constantly.
…never raising his hand, [...]
English Beat of my heart
I’ve read fellow music writers (including some of my colleagues) write about the feeling of hearing a musical legend or infatuation play a certain favorite song, and feeling so content with the experience that they knew if they died on the way home they’d die happy. I’ve never really had that feeling before, either in [...]
I want that outfit
I also want to play the drums.
Accolades
Brittanie’s a freelance writer that has amassed an incredible number of accolades as a journalist in a very short time, covering everything from food to travel to women’s issues. She is extremely literate but has a conversational style that makes reading a concert review seem like you’re hearing it from one of your friends. It [...]
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