Winter Interviews and One Stanford Summer Smile
Steam rose from two cups on the table between us, creating a momentary veil that seemed to soften the nervous energy emanating from the…
Steam rose from two cups on the table between us, creating a momentary veil that seemed to soften the nervous energy emanating from the…
Once dreading writing, Oliver now fills notebooks with science raps and personal stories. All thanks to a learning plan sparked by his love of lyrics and soccer.
This morning, I came across a Medium article titled “I’m a Professional Editor, and These Phrases Tell Me You Used ChatGPT” (link). It…
Her lips pressed against my cheek, soft and quick, like a butterfly landing for just a moment before taking flight again. Two and a half…
And no, you’re not behind for still figuring things out.