Charlotte’s Chronicle

  The fascination with ancient Greek history has plagued western society for centuries. It was a time when people could be who they wished. Homosexuality was not only accepted, but normal. It was the start of democracy, and the philosophies discussed inspire even today’s great thinkers. The arts flourished and science bloomed. By all accounts, it was a progressive and idealistic age. Unless of course, you were unfortunate enough to be born a woman. Sadly, this seems to be a common theme throughout history. Like art and media, history too is corrupted by prejudices and injustices. Though men like Lord Henry and Dorian Gray may be able to look back on the Hellenistic age as a time of inclusion, the same can't be said for everyone. The women of this time were not given any of the benefits received by men and were forced to live their entire lives as property, their only value coming from their ability to create children. As we discussed this age in class, many of us wondered why today...

            We often like to claim that writing is a solitary experience. We think of it as a demonstration of our deepest and most personal thoughts and ideas, stemming entirely from our own minds. In reality, the type of person and writer we are is not magically manifested into being by our own subconscious, but a reflection of all the other writers and ideas we are exposed to throughout our lifetime. It is these people that deserve the credit for who I am today, more than anything else. And for that, I must thank you. To my teachers, for always believing in me. To my family, for teaching me that there is always room for improvement. To my favorite childhood authors, for proving that writing need not be serious or boring. And to my bed, for always being there for me. Whether it be for 2 am breakdowns over forgotten assignments or simply as a comfortable writing spot, no one else provided the security and safety you did. Additionally, I would like to ...