Melissa Martin

Melissa Martin is a sophomore at UNCC pursuing dual degrees in psychology and English. Her talents include eating multiple Cosmic Brownies a day without tiring of them and slipping the word “incredible” into every conversation. She is incredibly fond of her friends, family, and reading.

Artistic Expression and Artificial Intelligence

Artistic Expression and Artificial Intelligence

Citizenship has been granted to a robot in Saudi Arabia. Citizens cry out about the human rights awarded to “her,” arguing she has more freedom than the human women living in the nation. Sophia, as she is called, made her debut during an interview on October 25th at the Future Initiative in Riyadh. Despite her […]

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Cirque Goes to the Cinema: Review

Cirque Goes to the Cinema: Review

The circus, silver screen, and symphony collided in a kaleidoscope of artistic expression at Belk Theater in Charlotte, North Carolina. Scores from famous films – including Rocky, Titanic, and Star Wars – served as a backdrop for aerialists, contortionists, and strongmen. These scores, however, did not fall into the background. Charlotte’s Symphony masterfully set the tempo and mood of […]

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The Female in Historical Fiction

The Female in Historical Fiction

Please refer back to my previous post, “The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue,” for further context. Two weeks ago, I reviewed “The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue,” a historical fiction novel written by creative genius, Mackenzi Lee. In the 797 words of my review, I summarized my feelings from when I first consumed […]

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“The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue”

“The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue”

I have just finished reading perhaps the greatest young adult novel ever written; at the very least, it is the greatest one my eyes and imagination have traversed. Even after completing the book, remembered waves crest in my mind’s eye, carrying a load heavier than the ships described in this novel. Flashes of banditry overtake […]

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I’d Rather Cry in a Mansion

I’d Rather Cry in a Mansion

According to an age old aphorism, money can’t buy happiness. Let’s imagine for an instant that this is true: I’m guessing the majority of people would still rather cry in a mansion than out on the streets. Money may not guarantee happiness, but it does purchase security that allows for soul searching in a way […]

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Eyes that Reflect

Eyes that Reflect

Eyes That Reflect   I don’t ask questions. Not because I understand everything, I don’t. Rather, I lack the key necessary to unlock them: Curiosity. Every day I walk on a trivial world with billions of others excited about this promotion or that new clothing item or a chipped nail or the sun tickling their […]

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“Shitty First Drafts”

“Shitty First Drafts”

The following is a reflection I wrote on the essay “Shitty First Drafts” by author Anne Lamott. The full essay can be found here: https://wrd.as.uky.edu/sites/default/files/1-Shitty%20First%20Drafts.pdf I hate drawing in front of others. I hate the “fantasy” onlookers tend to have about creation: that successful creators, whether they are artists or writers or musicians or something else entirely, are […]

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Walking Away From Writer’s Block

Walking Away From Writer’s Block

When thinking about reading, I imagine a smaller version of myself literally traversing the page as the writer creates a pace and path for me to follow. Both the shape and size of words act as physical boundaries for my imagined self to navigate. I can walk slowly along rolling vowels and stretching adjectives, or […]

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Participation Trophies, Writing, and Procrastinating

Participation Trophies, Writing, and Procrastinating

The root of all evil resides in your child’s bedroom; maybe yours too, depending on your hobbies. It nestles on shelves and dressers, watching silently as your child comes and goes, comes and goes. Light slickens its sides and gives off a plastic glimmer reminding you of the worthlessness of all the trophies now cluttering […]

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Second Thoughts on Thanksgiving

Second Thoughts on Thanksgiving

Maybe it’s a little cliché to post about turkeys this Thanksgiving week… so I’m doing it anyways! Happy Thanksgiving!   Ahead of me on the freeway a truck is leaking something from the back. Maybe leaking is the wrong verb… Shedding? Dropping? Regardless, hundreds of small pieces cascade towards me from this truck several car-lengths […]

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