Alane Lim

Alane is a materials science graduate student at Northwestern University, making stretchy compounds that conduct electricity. She derives much of her inspiration (and motivation) from food and other, everyday things. She has always loved writing in its many incarnations—from science articles to poetry—and is interested in the intersection of science and the humanities. As such, she has edited and/or written for a number of venues, from an undergraduate public health journal to a team aiming to send a robot to the moon.

Content by Alane Lim

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When I was a kid, I discovered that wetting my hair made for easier combing. Most mornings, I was afraid that my parents would see my loose hairs sticking out all over the place and start nagging.

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When an oven bakes you can feel the heat, and on a stovetop you can see the flames emanating from the surface.

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As a kid, my friends and I used to pretend we were dragons.

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For many of us, magic is a mystery. Even though we know a coin can’t possibly vanish into thin air, we’re made to believe as if it does.

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When Harry Potter first opens Tom Riddle’s diary, messages appear on the blank pages as if from nowhere. They fade in then fade out, leaving no trace that they had ever been written.

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It really was a bargain from the bargain bin.