Welcome to my humble corner of the internet. This particular spot is intended to host my musings, reflections, and insights.
You may call me Ashley, Renée, or (as I am often addressed) “Miss”. Only don’t really call me “Miss” if you’re over the age of fourteen. By day, I am a humble middle school teacher. By night, I am an internet denizen and lurker. Until now, I have neglected curating my online presence with a face. This is something which I seek to change, as I am starting to stagnate.
In this spot I hope to share on a deeper, more intrinsic level than may be found in my other social networking outlets. Twitter, obviously, does not enable great verbosity.
I will be setting up a feed of some of my literary analysis scribblings (which I seek a home for now that I find myself drawn from traditional academia and into the museums and digital realm). Feel free to peruse, vehemently deny, or just enjoy as it passes.
I have already posted a work pondering the performance outcomes of suicide in Shakespeare’s works. Don’t worry, I have lighter topics to share.