The last day of bookbinding class was a little grueling: I had two books to finish, or else . . . or else they just wouldn’t be finished. A copy of Candide that had been formatted for us, and the structure for a children’s book I wanted to make. For the most part I loved [...]
The last day of bookbinding class, it was just me and the Odd Guy. “I saw other students signed in, upstairs,” I offered to our teacher, who was tapping the corner of a metal ruler on her workbench with a perplexed look on her face. “At like, 8:10. They got here really early. And then [...]
This Christmas I was (am) very poor. To be fair, I’m one of those annoying people who doesn’t have to be poor. I work part-time from home, and home obviously doesn’t have to be one of the most expensive cities to live in. Over half of my income goes to rent; a tenth of my [...]