https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXoa7QW7598 My name is Nancy Dawn Wadsworth. As many of you know, I am Bill’s daughter. Another piece of my identity is that for the last twenty-five years I have...

There are plenty of reasons to be anxious about college students coming back to campus this fall, which is what my university is planning, for better or for worse. We worry about a possible COVID19...

Pandemic bad days are wars with myself, chaos in my thought patterns, and a sick stone just under my ribcage. Bad pandemic days have no sense of humor. Because, really: none of this is funny.

I recently listened to a really illuminating conversation between Russian-American journalist Masha Gessen and Ezra Klein, which led me to order Gessen’s latest book, Surviving...

Yesterday my friend Cat sat and watched the quail loll about on the beach. Wait, what? Cat lives in Joshua Tree, a community in the High Desert of California that has been at or above 100 degrees...

For the last couple years, I’ve been wrestling with the strange feeling of having lost my voice. Prior to this, I was on a trajectory of developing a more public voice, working up takes on current...

Having a profession in which one can earn periodic sabbaticals is a massive privilege. For all the other ways a life in academia can be challenging,[*] this is a benefit for which I’m deeply...