Like millions of people around the globe, I've been watching the World Cup. I haven't watched every game, but over these past couple weeks, I've seen flashes across the screen of something I didn't expect: Plains Indian war bonnets. I have seen
Over the past few months I've been working with Geneviève François on a reading guide for Speculative Relations, and I'm happy to share that it is now finished and posted on the Duke University Press website. Access the Reading Guide at the link below. Download the
Friends, comrades, lovers, I must have said something spicy on Saturday because people seemed to identify with the Academia will not love you back idea. I’m grateful for the dialogue that unfolded across social media (Instagram and Bluesky). You never really know what is going to resonate with people,
I was thinking about the essay I shared yesterday, and how it resonated with a few people--actually people in very different fields. And I was thinking that academia is just where I am located, but of course, not exclusively where the institutional burnout, fatigue, shenanigans, are located. The dance
After twenty years in higher education, I know the university will protect itself over its people. Rather than explain the value of the university, we have to refuse the language of the market and defend collective possibilities we imagine despite the institution.
Hi dears, I'm writing to share a few events of interest coming up: Today, April 30, 4pm Eastern/3pm Central. University of Texas at San Antonio's Urban Bird Project is hosting me for a ZOOM ONLY book talk. Thursday, May 7, 7-9pm Eastern: Forge Project
About a year before Speculative Relations came out--while it was in production and I couldn't edit anything--I was in a rhythm writing "the next book". This next book is supposed to be a memoir. A memoir or perhaps what they call narrative non-fiction.
Mary smiles. She's eating water crackers with her friends at the Sac and Fox boarding school near Stroud, Oklahoma. She smiles and they smile watching her smile. She smiles holding a "Takhoma Biscuit," one carton sits open, another sits underneath a pitcher of water or milk.
I'm starting a new series called "NDN smiles". It's going to last four to six weeks and mostly rely on archival photographs such as this one that are housed in digital collections--here from the Newberry Library. I have been mulling this one over
If you are receiving this, you are successfully signed up (transferred from Substack). I'll be posting from ghost henceforth. Here's to phantasmagoric feelings. I've been traveling a bit the past couple weeks. Two weeks ago, I was in Austin giving a talk with my
I have a couple deadlines. School was supposed to start yesterday. I’m supposed to be writing, but I’m not. Or I’m writing while not writing.
And a note about Heated Rivalry