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The French, Stanford, and Smiling
by cheri block I once had a student accuse me of smiling too much. I told her I was advertising my father and brother’s dental practice. And smiled. This morning, I am vindicated. The Wall Street Journal reports that the … Continue reading
My Thesis, Entry One: Now, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed by an unseen censor…
by cheri block Throughout my career, I have encouraged many people and students to write: to write a blog, a short story, a novel. Even now, when engaged in conversation with a stranger or an intimate who seems to be … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Writing and Teaching
Tagged blogging, Driving Lonely Highway 50, Stanford, Writing a Master's Thesis
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The Happy Couple
by cheri block Meet Harvey and Helen, two marine iguanas (yes, marine iguanas). My professor, Carter A. Hunt, sent me this photograph yesterday from the Galapagos Islands, along with his gracious suggestions for my latest long paper. I have been … Continue reading
Literary Criticism at LAX
by cheri block My daughter Sara (also an English major and teacher) called me to make sure I hadn’t gotten into any trouble at the airport. “Hi Mom, how’s it going down there?” ” Ahh, Sara, the usual cast of … Continue reading
Posted in Life, On fiction, People, Writing and Teaching
Tagged Dr. William M. Chace, Gilead, Illiad, LAX, literary seepage, Sara, Stanford
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The Meaning of Life: Can we find it in great literature?
by cheri block sabraw Last year, I visited the marvelous San Francisco Academy of Sciences in Golden Gate Park. Along with a shockingly gorgeous white crocodile and a room full of butterflies, was a human skull time line, illustrating the … Continue reading
Posted in Education, On fiction
Tagged literature, mindfulness, Scotty McLennan, Stanford
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A Zen December
by cheri block I had a zen December this past year. It came about because of a stinging comment my professor made to me while we were in conference. She told me that there was “too much me” in everything … Continue reading