About Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure is a writer who first stumbled into a journalism degree because she didn't want to analyze other people's writing as an English major. She picked up a German degree since she already spoke the language, but she really should have picked Spanish.

As an elder millennial, Cassie McClure waited out the not-so-Great Recession by getting a master's in rhetoric to follow up a similarly useful BA in journalism. She worked in a university library for a good long while but also had a stint as an analyst in an open-source intelligence lab, which lends itself to fun stories at cocktail parties. 

As a German American, she navigates her bicultural background alongside her bicultural marriage to a Mexican national -- with whom she has two children -- all of which informs her writing about modern issues.

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Once You're in The Room Aug 23, 2026

At the gym, my trainer told me he was going to a trainers' conference in Austin. He worried that he might be both the shortest and weakest person there. I told him, "That's the room you want to be in." It's a trope in the motivation and hustle circle... Read More

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The Responsibility in the Brevity Aug 09, 2026

It was a meeting-heavy week. They were mostly one-on-one, which I like best, but those tend to take the most effort. The morning of day three, bracing for more meetings and sitting outside a cafe with the creeping heat starting, I watched a mother an... Read More

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The Spaces Between Calls Aug 02, 2026

I went on my fifth police ride-along this week. The first one was before I was elected, slightly on a whim. I put in for both the city police and the university police. The university emailed me back faster. That day we patrolled the university land,... Read More

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The Beauty in Generational Imperfections Jul 26, 2026

The hardest part of grief for me has been losing memories of the person you've lost, like their voice or a clear picture of their face. But from my Oma, there are other strange tidbits I do remember. Like a spot on her neck where she had a scar that ... Read More