Sarah Nance
Sorrentino's latest novel strikingly bleak
By Sarah Nance | Mar. 18, 2010The final novel from inventive postmodern writer Gilbert Sorrentino, ""The Abyss of Human Illusion"" (the title culled from a line by Henry James) is a fast-paced jaunt into the hardships and happenings of modern life, told with the biting, cutting-edge humor for which Sorrentino is well known among critics and readers.
Google Books Initiative shapes role of libraries
By Sarah Nance | Apr. 16, 2009Although seen as a benefit to the university by most researchers, the Google Books Initiative has caused some problems for library staff.
Throwing the hat and tying the knot
By Sarah Nance | May. 8, 2008As graduation looms, many couples contemplate the pros and cons of post-grad nuptials.'
Bamuthi headlines 'Line Breaks'
By Sarah Nance | Apr. 22, 2008In its second year on campus, 'Line Breaks: The Remix' brings top national talent together again in a hip-hop symposium poised to shake Madison's campus this again week.'
Saving for the future, spending in the present
By Sarah Nance | Apr. 17, 2008With housing costs, car payments and other expenses closing in on all sides, will students be able to keep retirement saving in focus?'
Breaking the line and leaving the page
By Sarah Nance | Apr. 10, 2008After being cast to the bottom of bookshelves and cut from class readings, spoken word might just give poetry a new lease on life'
From Baghdad to Bascom: Student vets weigh in on politics
By Sarah Nance | Mar. 6, 2008Though many who enter the military consider themselves conservative, the pattern isn't always as simple as that. For student veterans, the experience itself can change their views.'
Babcock ice cream's pint-sized problem
By Sarah Nance | Sep. 27, 2007A relatively unknown ingredient in Babcock ice cream is leaving some students with a sow-er taste in their mouths - the frozen treat is made with pork gelatin.'
HPV
By Sarah Nance | Apr. 11, 2007The last time I had been in the clinic was for my Hepatitis-B vaccine. I screamed so loudly I scared the kids in the waiting room. Now, six years later, the same nauseating feelings of pre-shot anxiety were rising in my throat.