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Spring 2020 Final Reflection - Isabel Hauber

Isabel Hauber was born and raised in Boise and is a psychology major at Boise State University. When not spending time outdoors, she enjoys creating art and cooking.

30 April, 2020

It certainly has been a crazy semester. After graduating from high school last spring, I had so many thoughts and ideas about my first year of college. I dreamt of the parties, the new friends I would make, the freedom I would have. That being said, I definitely didn’t dream of COVID-19 turning my world upside down.

When New Year 2020 hit, I couldn’t have been more excited. I had so many resolutions. From working out 3-4 times a week to journaling every day, I was determined to become the best version of myself I could be. 2020 was going to be my year! And it was, for the most part, for the first two months. The start of the spring semester was going well. It was a fresh start, I was finally getting into the groove of college courses, and I had just met some amazing people. I had learned a lot my first semester of college. I learned who my real friends were. I learned how to take control of my future. I learned what I wanted out of life. I learned what kinds of people I wanted to have and keep in my life. I learned so many things a young adult is supposed to learn, and I actually felt like I was growing up… Little did I know, 21 days into the first month of 2020, I would meet the love of my life.

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On Being Quarantined - Katie Wright

Katie Wright is a recent graduate of Boise State University’s English department where she earned her M.A. in literature. During her time at Boise State, her research focused on marrying psychoanalysis and contemporary animal studies—namely emphasizing the complicated nature of human-animal relations and the portrayal of those relations within Western culture and media. She is a former editor for the Badlands literary journal and has had her past fiction published in literary magazines across Southern California.

A Blogged Experience inspired by Virginia Woolf’s On Being Ill

Post #1: “Quarantine Time… The Strange Notion of Time in Isolation”

April 8th, 2020

“We float with the sticks on the stream; helter skelter with the dead leaves on the law, irresponsible and disinterested and able, perhaps for the first time for years, to look round, to look up—to look, for example, at the sky” (Woolf 12).

Quarantine days come and go in waves. No two are entirely alike but they come and go all the same, moving in and out in steady movements punctuated by an echoing thunder that seems, right now, to present mocking reminders that the next day will be yet another spoke in the turning wheel. The thunder quickly fades into the background, blends into the horizon of oddities that have become a new normal. Each day leaves a little excess as it ends, the white foam that clings to wet sand on a beach when the water recedes. The excess changes every day: a pile of dishes in the sink from the night before, an unfinished essay that needs to be done, the hair bun that’s been tied up since yesterday’s lunchtime cup of Dunkin Donuts Breakfast Blend, and four unread emails.

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