Caroline Sydney
Staff Columnist
Author Archive
SYDNEY: Purpose, three years later

Purpose motivates; it doesn’t satisfy or gratify. It comes with no checkbox, but rather creates them.

SYDNEY: Closer than it appears

Just as the spring flowers begin to open up, so too does the Elm City.

SYDNEY: Shock absorbance

This isn’t about hair but about the desire for and tolerance of shocking changes.

SYDNEY: Going under for air

I felt more and more like I was anticipating some massive oncoming explosion or inescapable disaster.

SYDNEY: Bechdel Test your life

Let’s talk less about the opposite sex.

SYDNEY: The urgency of sincerity

Propelled by passion alone, we’ve ended up talking past each other, skimming through conversations, running down the clock during section.

SYDNEY: Still here

I had just come back from New Haven and was planning to return to New Haven.

SYDNEY: Thank yous, noted

On the wall next to my bed, I’ve pinned up a thank you note from my best friend from high school that may actually be the best love letter anyone will ever write me.

SYDNEY: No room for nothing

I didn’t expect to leave a lecture on writing with the advice to go home and watch television, but that’s what happened Monday night at a Q&A with Louise Glück.

SYDNEY: Calm, cool, competent

Competency, perhaps, is what’s lost, or what’s harder to see, when we dedicate our time and energy to developing exceptional, specialized skills and ways of thinking.

SYDNEY: What’s a professor for?

In the past two years and half a semester of college, I’ve decided that a professor is something in between a best friend and a lecturer at the front of a hall who delivers pearls of wisdom to our ears.