Now Entering Grant County, Indiana
It can exist in its difficulty without any dressing up and still be deserving of love.
Carolyn Muyskens is a 2017 graduate of Calvin’s English department. She is working as a research assistant studying news media trends and as an assistant at a law firm. She lives in Grand Rapids, Michigan.
Sex: A Reading List
Nagoski takes a thoroughly researched, science-based approach to dispel myths about female sexuality and to explain how the body and mind are inextricable in all things to do with relationships.
On Grand Rapids’ Not-So-Rapid Bus—And Why I Love It
Riding the bus requires a release of control. The person using a wheelchair has the priority now; whatever my plans were, they can wait. We’re both riding the same bus, and we’ll get there when we get there.
Combination Skateboard and Taco Bell
I think sometimes being a runner has trained me too well to use that overrule, to endure whatever path lies before me, to be patient to a fault—to stay the course when the course is going to kill me.
The “Local” in “Local News” Still Matters
All this to say: the place you live is not merely the setting to the story of your life.
A Love Letter to Chimes
Local journalism can disappear without so much as a cry these days, and typically with only halfhearted protestation by the community.
Personal (Ir)responsibility: An Anti-Resolution
I have flouted obligation, skirted duty, and ignored propriety. I have left things undone.
The Lady Bird Holiday Gift Guide
This is why Lady Bird is the perfect holiday movie; ultimately, Lady Bird asks us to reckon with what we’ve been given by our parents and by the places we grew up in.
5 Get-To-Know-You Games That Almost Made Me Drop Out of Calvin
I wonder, though, if we haven’t forgotten what vulnerability actually means: exposure to harm, physical or emotional. I wonder if we’ve glorified vulnerability.
Settling for Less
We can understand being present by distinguishing between two types of activities we engage in on a day-to-day basis: telic and atelic activities.
Proving Sylvia Plath Wrong
I left that professor’s office thinking: I am the kind of person who has the potential to do anything but the proclivity to do nothing. I am the kind of person who is paralyzed by choice, instead of empowered by it.
Supercalifragilistic…
I have never been so closely scrutinized for every word that comes out of my mouth as I have been this summer, nannying for a family with three children ages seven, eleven, and twelve.
Pentecostal Weather
Throughout the service, the wind seemed to heighten our attention rather than scatter it; there could be no looking away from God that day.
