Photos courtesy of Anastasia CondolonVisionary Anastasia Condolon shows off her school spirit with a pink Pepperdine sweatshirt shortly after receiving her acceptance. She said she was extremely excited to be accepted.First-year Anastasia Condolon said she is a jack of all trades — she is a self-proclaimed singer-songwriter, actress, filmmaker, photographer and author.In … [Read more...] about First-year Performs Her Way to Pepperdine
Creative Writing
Fresh Faces: First-Year Aims to Cast a Spell on Young Readers
Photos Courtesy of Taryn Navia Bookworm Taryn Navia sits before her expansive bookshelves in her bedroom. One of her most beloved books, J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, is housed among many others. First-year Taryn Navia said she discovered her love for books when she first read J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series in third grade. This love has … [Read more...] about Fresh Faces: First-Year Aims to Cast a Spell on Young Readers
Social Media Fuels Movement in Support of Non-Returning Professor
Last week an anonymous student hung a QR code link to a petition alongside various testimonies from Jeffrey Schultz's students on the Freedom Wall. Photos by Vernie Covarrubias When alumnus George Kovalenko heard that Creative Writing Professor Jeffrey Schultz would no longer be working at Pepperdine University next fall, Kovalenko said he knew he had to do … [Read more...] about Social Media Fuels Movement in Support of Non-Returning Professor
Sanctuary
Wisps of sunlight smothered like flames; Swallowed up by hungry mountains. A funny game to play; Silhouettes and shadows vanish. While sight becomes useless, Thought gains its purpose. No light is shed on this mess, So we can finally focus. Momentary troubles like landfills Disappear for the night. Thrills, kills and pills, Disintegrate until dawn. Darkness is … [Read more...] about Sanctuary
Blank Hours Poem
By Joys Annika DavidI. I rely on the sun’s constant kept time.In awe, I glance out the window to seepaint strokes of color calling the day torest. There is more to life than the everyday bustle of mundane tasks. This, I thinkof, sitting alone in the dusk’s comingdarkness, watching the light outside. I wishI can capture the aura of these hours,painting my gravestone … [Read more...] about Blank Hours Poem
