Laura Skove's blog

I Do Desire We May Be Better Strangers
Submitted by Laura Skove on Tue, 07/13/2010 - 00:00.
Now is the Winter of our Discontent / made Glorious Summer by this Sun of Church Hill
Submitted by Laura Skove on Fri, 06/18/2010 - 16:12....That is to say, it’s freakin’ hot. Or, at least, it was this weekend, as the CHAT interns sweltered under the merciless sky in the second annual yard sale. Groovy retro clothes were duly uncovered (including an eighties-tastic pleated snakeskin dress that turned out after much mocking on my part to be my own mother’s, which she wore to my uncle’s wedding—whoops. Open mouth, insert foot). Piles of assorted housewares, electronics, toys, books, clothes, furniture and Braille writers changed hands as Percy Strickland conducted a mad symphony of economic transaction, the ringmaster of our little circus.

Get Out On the Grind, Y'all; Ain't No Better Time, Doll
Submitted by Laura Skove on Mon, 08/10/2009 - 23:10.In approximately an hour and forty minutes, my summer internship will end.

I'll Look in the Sun and I'll Look in a Mirror
Submitted by Laura Skove on Mon, 07/13/2009 - 23:47.It's been a little while since I've blogged, and I have some catching up to do. At this point it's going to be difficult to partition my thoughts off by week, so the next few blogs are going to be things that have been on my mind over the past month. Please excuse the interruption in the intended organizational structure of the blogs.

You Done Done Me and You Bet I Felt It
Submitted by Laura Skove on Mon, 06/15/2009 - 09:32.My second week as a CHAT intern has flown by, and my thoughts are drawn to community-- specifically, the community that has been built here in the East End.

No One On The Corner Has Swagger Like Us
Submitted by Laura Skove on Wed, 06/10/2009 - 22:45.The time frame I gave myself in which to write this blog is rapidly drawing to a close, and I'm no nearer to finishing it than I was when I began. This is not because I'm a procrastinator (although I am) or because I spent the last hour on Facebook (although I may have checked it, once), but because I'm really not sure how to sum the experiences and emotions of the last week into neatly organized paragraphs.
