Hello and welcome to my blog, Author Interviews. My name is Fiona Mcvie.
Let’s get you introduced to everyone, shall we? Tell us your name. What is your age?
My name is Angela Prendergast and I am 23 years old.
Fiona: Where are you from?
I am from a small town outside of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Fiona: A little about yourself (ie, your education, family life, etc.).
I am a high school English teacher and author of poetry collection, “Overthought Thoughts of a 21-Year-Old.” Writing has always been my passion. I majored in English at Millersville University of Pennsylvania and I am currently enrolled in a graduate program at St. Joseph’s University for a M.A. in Writing Studies.
Fiona: Tell us your latest news.
I am currently working on writing a sequel to my first poetry collection. The sequel is called, “Overthought Thoughts of a 23-Year-Old.” I think the first…
What is truly terrifying about ghosts is the pity we afford them for their current state, the truest feeling they evoke most often is regret and grief. Nothing is more sobering than seeing a once livened person or memory turn into a carcass of its former self. Comparisons from what was to what is can […]
I am ready for this new chapter. I am ready to learn! I am ready to grow and develop as a writer. I miss being the recipient of knowledge. Going back to school will be an exciting and memorable journey. 🙂 #writingstudies #stjosephs #StJosephsUniversity
I have been told my entire life that I need thicker skin. At 23, when I believe I have developed it, it seems as if I revert back to the girl who just needs thicker skin.
Thicker skin. People shout this advice whenever they can grasp my fears in the palm of their hands, as if I can just exfoliate this thin layer that engulfs me, shedding years of insecurity in a days time. Thicker skin.
An illusion that I have been chasing my entire life. Just when I think I have grasped the concept, it slips through my hands like a wet bar of soap, resulting in me chasing it frantically around the slippery shower I call life. I spend days dragging around my own self critics because I am both the recipient and sender of these internal wounds….. Thicker skin.
Yet, somehow I picked a life where every lip curl, eye roll, bad hair day, and late night is quietly observed by 100+ eyes a day. I guess I should just grow thicker skin.