Xanadu Prose

Student Prose


Writer of the Month

 Sallie Tisdale


Essayist and author Sallie Tisdale has been actively writing for nearly four decades. She is a critically-acclaimed reteller of the experiences of women in the modern era through anecdotal as well as analytical writing, and covers topics ranging from feminine development along with sexuality and femininity to evolution, religion and medical innovation.


Tisdale was born on April 15, 1957 in Eureka, California. She earned a nursing degree from Wesleyan University in Middleton, Conneticut in 1983 while concurrently taking active part in the classes offered by the school's English department. She details her first time recieving encouragement to write by a professor in her book Violation: Collected Essays, and how she continued to write fervently after-hours from her medical practice. She published her first book, The Sorcerer's Apprentice: Medical Miracles and Other Disasters, in 1986, detailing the anomalies and dangers encountered in the medical world as she herself did while working as a nurse. Another example of Tisdale's celebrated works is her 1994 book Talk Dirty To Me: An Intimate Philosophy of Sex, in which Tisdale discusses the importance of sex in everyday society but our unshakeable repression of sexual acceptance. 


They’re all trying themselves on day by day, hour by hour, I know — already making choices that will last too unfairly long. I’m surprised to find, after a few days, how invigorating it all is. I pace and plead for reaction, for ideas, for words, and gradually we all relax a little and we make progress. The boys crouch in their too-small desks, giant feet sticking out, and the girls perch on the edge, alert like little groundhogs listening for the patter of coyote feet. I begin to like them a lot.


Among the girls, in all the dozens and dozens of girls, the preoccupation with marriage and children is almost everything. They are entirely reaction, marked by caution. One after the other writes of falling in love, getting married, having children and giving up — giving up careers, travel, college, sports, private hopes, to save the marriage, take care of the children. The outlines seem to describe with remarkable precision the quietly desperate and disappointed lives many women live today.”
― Sallie Tisdale, Violation: Collected Essays by Sallie Tisdale


by Cassidy Giudici


When you came back, the flame disappeared. The aroma surrounding me slowly faded away. The only thing left was the lingering path of smoke that eventually died out with everything else. The wax solidified around the wick and could no longer be lit again. As we sat in darkness, we reminisced about the spark we used to have that is now gone forever. We talked about the good times that were absorbed by the bad. The times we have spent together dissolved into a dark space In my head. I wondered where it went wrong. Distance blew out our flame.

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