Wife of a disabled veteran, Alisha Costanzo writes about PTSD, gender norms, environmentalism, violence, and conformity. With a mutually-fueled passion to change the world one person at a time, she often writes about her husband’s rants, conspiracy theories, and trains of logic that seem absurd until the connections line up, and mixes them into her obsession with cooking, coffee, and pop-culture monsters.
Most of all, Alisha is passionate about satire and how it can be used as a tool for learning and criticism. Her stories are aware of themselves and determined not to give readers what they think they want.
A New York transplant, she lives in Oklahoma, teaches English and rhetoric at a local university, runs and edits at Transmundane Press, LLC, and navigates the crazy that comes with her husband, fifteen-year-old step son, seven cats, six lizards, six mice, three toads, two snakes, and a water turtle, in the master bath, all confined under one roof.
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Hoodwinked: Tricking Students into Having Fun with Fairy Tales
A Featured Interview from ON FIRE
The Cycle of the Phoenix
A Featured Spotlight from ON FIRE
A Featured Interview from TRANSCENDENT
At A Loss: Why We're Losing Our Empathy
A Newsletter Feature from TRANSCENDENT
An Excerpt from "The Glittering Pearls"
A Featured Interview from IN THE AIR
Examining Space: a Terrifying Beauty
Things to Know About Alisha:
-I like to teach, even when no body asked for a lesson. Sometimes, this can make me feel like a snob, but when people make mistakes and no one corrects them, they are doomed to be repeat offenders.
-One of my favorite jobs so far was working at a funeral home. Most often, I had the building to myself, the nights were quiet, and I got to read or write. Other times, I felt emotional, but ensuring a funeral goes smoothly is rewarding.
-When I role-play write, I often prefer to be the male. I don’t tend to hear objections.
-I love teaching barefoot in my classroom, even when it’s freezing out.
-I’m an environmentalist and anti-consumerist…until I walk into a bookstore.