The Ethics of Iron Farming
Still, naturally sourced iron barely meets the demands of even a one-step-above-casual player. Enter: iron farms.
Gwyneth Findlay is an editor living in Aberdeenshire, Scotland, where she mentally and physically collects world maps. She graduated from Calvin in 2018 with a degree in writing and minors in French and gender studies.
Do Not Send For Perry
Mr. Knightley’s position and relevance to the Woodhouse family are not once explained in this film, and if the representation in Clueless is inaccurate, then I still have no idea why he’s always around.
It’s Lovely Here Today
Generations survived by this resource that I now visit a few times a week for a pleasant view and a whipping fresh breeze.
Félicette
The cats were all female for their presumed docility in the stressful endeavor of flying into space.
Jammed
I did not need thyme. Or brown sugar. Or the lime.
Top Ten Map Projections
It’s beautiful, isn’t it?
Lambing Season
Like wearing florals, writing about new life for spring is groundbreaking.
Awed By Her Splendor
I wonder if humanity has loved anything as long as it has loved the moon.
20-Second Myths
Tzunuum was a plain, humble hummingbird; so simple that she had no dresses or jewelry for her wedding.
Across the Ocean Blue
Pursuing a dream in English-speaking Europe is the vanilla ice cream with sprinkles of international travel for a North American.
Embodied, Pt. I
Bodies fail our expectations; that is what it is to be embodied.
Why You Cheer for Every NHL Team
You know what a town car is. You’ve never watched a game on a screen smaller than 52″. You owe a debt to Henrik Lundqvist. You remember the 1994 Stanley Cup, even if you weren’t alive.
15 Years of National Treasure
Nine writers spent five years lovingly crafting this seamless plot, which doesn’t care about questions like “What kind of password is ‘Valley Forge’ for a high security government facility?”
Flirtations with Hockey Fandom
It’s a tricky balance, the nostalgia and passion of the past against these grim truths that have always existed.
I is for Infinity
Pondering infinity serves little practical purpose in our finite lives, yet the concept thrills and inspires.
Reminders to the Self of Five Days Ago
I’ll forgive you for ignoring all of this if you just answer your emails.
Watching Whiteness (Fail to) Work
Antiracism requires us to leave our comfort zone. It requires sacrifice.
61216
These forty-nine deaths I have not died.
A Grief Other Than My Own
We cannot forget Rachel Held Evans, woman of valor, revolutionizer of faith, wife and mother, friend and mentor, writer and speaker and world-changer.
Gays for SAO
In my time at Calvin, conversations following SAO events allowed more freedom of thought than any other discussions of sexuality or gender in non-classroom settings on campus.
Married Money
I do think it’s absolutely vital that you have at least one personal account that Mr. Money-Questions won’t have access to.
Worth the Writing
Some jobs, some hobbies, some lives are worth the writing. I don’t find that mine are.
How Many More
I don’t know if you knew about the fear that permeated Toronto’s gay scene for years.
Coming Out Ruined Christmas Eve
I remind myself that no one is watching me, probably. Nobody is passing judgement on Christmas Eve.
Dr. Gladwell, or: How I Learned to Stop Envying and Love the Story
Storytime with Dr. Gladwell was the highlight of every other Monday and among the most formational aspects of my early education.
How to Lose Hope
I told you to stop looking at the news.
I tried. I can’t. I keep going back. Why don’t they believe survivors?
Kitten, Monotony
A kitten has milestones: vet visits, physical growth, the passage from kitten to cat food.
The Queer Christian (?) Book™
There is the queer Christian story. And then there are the rest of us.
