I was struggling for topics to cover on this blog, since sometimes I’m not sure if the post will fit the scope of “computers and composition.” I think this one fits, even though it’s a bit of a stretch. Basically, I want to talk about composition and ethics in online media. Or any media, really. … More Ethics in Composition/Journalism
I have often times asked myself this question, especially when I get in to thinking about other languages and why things are the way they are. Every time I’d learn something in German, Japanese, or Korean, I would usually find myself thinking “Wow, that’s so much easier than English, why don’t we do it that … More Why is English So Weird?
It’s probably pretty clear from this blog, but I’m quite fond of technology. And language learning. So I’m also quite fond of when technology meets language learning (provided it’s in a good way of course). I love that the internet has made it so much easier to learn a language. Well, maybe not easier to … More Technology in the Language Classroom
Today I was going to show a poem I wrote to someone; a poem that I submitted to the Argus (NSULA’s student literary magazine). It was published in the 2015 issue, so I went to find a link. And I realized that half the poem got cut off in the published version! I’m not sure … More Poem: Transition
Or should I say simply “number one enemy of the humanities”? What I’m talking about here is the idea (put forth in some of our articles for the beginning of the computers & comp course) that technology is an enemy to the humanities. I was shocked by some of the ideas in the article “What … More Public Enemy #1?
A while ago a wrote a couple of very short lines of poetry in Korean. I intended to finish the poem, but I sort of left it alone for a few months. I don’t think I’m anywhere near proficient enough in Korean to write poetry, and I’m not really skilled in that trade anyway. But … More Attempting Poetry in Korean
I’m notorious for inspiration hitting at the worst time. I’m usually in the middle of something else, or out in public, or trying to fall asleep. It’ll hit out of nowhere, usually inspired by nothing, and then I’m scrambling frantically around for a pen and a scrap of paper, or possibly my tablet or phone. … More When Inspiration Hits…