The Carletonian

Confessions of a hopeless romanticizer

Avery Naughton • November 4, 2017

The lost art of reading for fun

Avery Naughton • October 28, 2017

The “look better than you feel” hypothesis

Avery Naughton • October 14, 2017

All quiet on the communications front

Avery Naughton • October 7, 2017

Smoke and mirrors: A reflection on expected happiness at Carleton

Avery Naughton • September 24, 2017

Navigating unfamiliar instiutions in a South African airport

Avery Naughton • January 28, 2017

Processing a Trump victory

Avery Naughton • November 11, 2016

In my adult life, I almost never cry. I don’t cry when boys break up with me. I don’t cry when my friends hurt me. I don’t cry about everyday bruises and scrapes. But yesterday I cried more than...

Mothers don’t have to be homemakers

Avery Naughton • April 15, 2016

I can firmly say that I would never be a stay-at-home mom. I know what you may be thinking: you’re 19 years old, how could you possibly know that? Isn’t that a little shortsighted? And the truth is...

How to be “the man:” a reflection on a term of trying to play the system

Avery Naughton • February 26, 2016

Over Sunday brunches at Burton or the LDC I often overhear conversations, almost always between boys, explicitly detailing their enthralling sexual adventures the nights before. Specific topics often...

Editor opes: frisbee not sport, yet cornerstone of Carleton athletics

Avery Naughton • November 13, 2015

Let’s just cut to the chase. No matter how many squads Carleton adds to its six-team roster, I don’t think, and have never thought, that ultimate Frisbee can be considered a “real,” collegiate...

Eating for one…eternally

Avery Naughton • November 7, 2015

LDC. 12:00 pm on Wednesday afternoon. My friend and I were enjoying our typical weekday lunch when she leaned slightly over her plate and said she needed to get something off of her chest. “One of my...