Today, I woke up at 6.30 and began getting ready for the day. I cleaned my teeth, took a shower, put on a dress, drank…
When I was in high school, my sister (I think?*) wrote a poem that went something like this: Lonely, all alone by Celeste Mills* Lonely,…
I wrote this poem a few weeks ago when life was going great and my future was filled with hope: job prospects; PhD funding opportunities;…
A couple of weeks ago, I sat looking at my eggs. They were held in separate baskets and they looked so pretty; so promising. And,…
The sun is shining brightly in Scotland today. And I am so thankful for it because it’s made me realise how happy I am right…
Today was my last day of classes. And that means no more teachers. No more admissions-determined schedules. No more sitting through lectures and seminars. No…
It’s time to answer another of your questions so I’m going back to the first request to write about a poem that has stirred great emotions for…
OK, I’m going to answer another question from when I asked what you wanted me to write about. The second question was if I believed in…
It’s poetry day again. I don’t know if this is any good, and I may play with it a bit before calling it final, but…
With less than six weeks of classes left – and less than 20 weeks until my dissertation is due – it’s time to start thinking about the future again.…
Easter Sunday is rolling to a close and I’m sitting here thinking about how wonderful my life is because of my Saviour, the Lord Jesus…
When I boarded the bus today, I was met by a pretty little origami crane that was perched on the seat next to me. It…
Spring break started on Friday, and by Saturday morning I had created a bit of a to-do list of all of the things I want…
As I walked into town this afternoon, I noticed a dandelion growing in a wall along the pavement. It was sticking out brightly against the…
Summer is near. Very, very, near. And that’s awesome because it means that my jacket is getting a break from service. And it means that I…
It’s been a week since I last shared my mundane life with you here on Just Frances. And it’s been nearly that long since I…
I’ve gone back and forth over if I would share a specific sliver of my life with you or not. And I almost chose not.…
Random thoughts – Week 4: Write a story about letting go, where the main character is a factory worker and a locket is a key object in…
OK, since I bored you with descriptions of my modules last semester, I think it’s only fair I do the same for my spring semester…
I’ve done my fair share of falling in my life – literally and figuratively. Sometimes because I was clumsy or negligent. Sometimes because I was pushed or tripped…