A Recipe for Fame
And if you’ve ever been so unlucky as to be served a “modernized” version of green bean casserole that calls for shallots and haricots-verts and wild mushrooms… I’m sorry.
Abby Zwart (’13) teaches high school English in Grand Rapids, Michigan. She spends her free time making lists of books she should read, cooking, and managing the post calvin.
by Abby Zwart | Nov 12, 2018 | 0 comments
And if you’ve ever been so unlucky as to be served a “modernized” version of green bean casserole that calls for shallots and haricots-verts and wild mushrooms… I’m sorry.
by Abby Zwart | Oct 12, 2018 | 0 comments
ALCOTT: Oh gosh, well I’m just awfully glad that that we’re all here together. I do so wish we could all get along.
by Abby Zwart | Sep 12, 2018 | 0 comments
Need coffee coffee coffee and a conversation with Lorelai at breakneck speed? Curious what Kirk’s new odd job is?lu
by Abby Zwart | Aug 12, 2018 | 0 comments
O teachers! my teachers! your fearful year’s begun.
by Abby Zwart | Jul 12, 2018 | 0 comments
This was not a lesson I knew as a kid. I wanted to save everything good for later. I ate all the cereal bits out of Lucky Charms and the raisins out of trail mix, leaving huge mouthfuls of marshmallows and M&Ms behind.
by Abby Zwart | Jun 12, 2018 | 0 comments
I know some churches are trying. “Singles group” is a thing. But really? That’s depressing on a good day, patronizing on a bad one.
by Abby Zwart | May 31, 2018 | 0 comments
We have several openings for new writers beginning this August, and we’d love for you to audition!
by Abby Zwart | May 12, 2018 | 0 comments
Because literature really is the better part of life.
by Abby Zwart | Apr 12, 2018 | 0 comments
It’s a FFW live blog from your local friendly post calvin editor! This post will be updated throughout the weekend. Stay tuned for wise words and cheesy English major feelings.
by Abby Zwart | Mar 12, 2018 | 0 comments
I still talk to myself. Big conversations I’ve rehearsed of late include a breakup, a car insurance claim, and a defense of “inappropriate” literature I’ve chosen for a class.
by Abby Zwart | Feb 12, 2018 | 0 comments
“Over the tea-cups and in the square the tongue has its desire;
Still waters run deep, my dear, there’s never smoke without fire.”
by Abby Zwart | Dec 31, 2017 | 0 comments
On this last day of the year, the post calvin would like to suggest some tunes for your New Year’s Eve festivities. Check out the Spotify playlist here, or just listen to the choice from your favorite writer.
by Abby Zwart | Dec 30, 2017 | 0 comments
Each of us have chosen a few favorite posts and a handful of honorable mentions. Read on to see what you might have missed this year on the post calvin!
by Abby Zwart | Dec 12, 2017 | 0 comments
In a world where fame and infamy
are two sides of the same coin,
who gets to leave a legacy, anyway?
by Abby Zwart | Nov 12, 2017 | 0 comments
I have no dancing around my bedroom with a hairbrush microphone to Britney Spears to look back on. That’s because I didn’t listen to anything other than CCM until high school.
by Abby Zwart | Oct 12, 2017 | 0 comments
There are certain artists you just have to listen to at particular times of year.
by Abby Zwart | Sep 12, 2017 | 0 comments
The Brain—is wider than the Sky—
For—put them side by side—
The one the other will contain
With ease—and You—beside—
by Abby Zwart | Aug 12, 2017 | 0 comments
But I also hold on to habits because they give me an unexpected freedom.
by Abby Zwart | Jul 12, 2017 | 0 comments
As I start reading and cooking, I realize that I have no idea what “barefoot contessa” means.
by Abby Zwart | Jun 12, 2017 | 0 comments
Glory be to God for finished things—
by Abby Zwart | May 12, 2017 | 0 comments
Here’s today’s morning devotion for the senior class.
by Abby Zwart | Apr 12, 2017 | 0 comments
I know which cashier is the fastest, which one is the nicest, and which one packs my reusable grocery bags like her own personal Tetris championship.
by Abby Zwart | Mar 12, 2017 | 0 comments
And so here I am, standing still in the eye of a hurricane, the confluence of these memories, documents, and moments of déjà vu swirling every which way.
by Abby Zwart | Feb 12, 2017 | 0 comments
But the sun comes out and doughnuts exist and there’s a one-eyed cat who likes to roam the school grounds and often visits my window. This happens, too.
by Abby Zwart | Jan 12, 2017 | 0 comments
And if there’s one thing I’m really not, it’s a poet.
by Abby Zwart | Dec 31, 2016 | 0 comments
In the spirit of the anthology, we’ve decided to tailor our annual “best of” list to the sections in the book.
by Abby Zwart | Dec 12, 2016 | 0 comments
It’s a typically bustling city now silent and eerie, “Jingle Bell Rock” echoing forlornly down the avenues.
by Abby Zwart | Nov 12, 2016 | 0 comments
Day four and I wonder if it’s okay not to write about this.
by Abby Zwart | Oct 12, 2016 | 1 comment
The character becomes too old, too practical, or too jaded to believe in the thing that once brought him so much joy. That world, the thing he loved so much and invested so much time in, dies. And something inside him dies, too.
by Abby Zwart | Sep 12, 2016 | 0 comments
I’ve never quite understood the call of the West, a siren song so strong that some will risk—and lose—their lives to follow it.