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Second Semester Thoughts

First week of classes of graduate school. TA-ship is going well so far. Jazzed about my workshop class – it’s a non-conventional approach I’m really responding to. We’re doing in class writing, out of class experiences to infuse in our work and some fun projects to keep us exploring the way we generate content before putting it down on the page.  Continue reading

Semester End Check In

As I approach the last week of this semester, I’d like to revisit what my life looked like last year around this time.

I was working on my submissions, traveling to the Dominican Republic, reading, visiting with family, researching low residency MFA programs as contingency plans, and trying to send out positivity vibes to expunge my crappy 2014 year.

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Second Week of Graduate School Recap

This week challenged my brain. Challenged my sensibilities. Most importantly, challenged my abilities as a writer and thinker.

In my workshop class, we critiqued a short story and discussed the techniques of craft and also, the themes weaved in that fine braid of storytelling and writing. I found myself struggling, but only briefly, because this is what I signed up for. I didn’t sign up to be entertained and/or talked at; I signed up to be pushed so I could think, flex my brain muscles, and dig deeper and further about the work at hand. After our class, I vowed to be focused and present in class instead of taking in information.

In my seminar class, I made the mistake of having a brief drink with classmates prior to class so I was utterly useless. Never doing that again. The first half of class, I kept trying to focus and I had to use the bathroom, so badly. After our break, I was able to concentrate and actually participate. Once the fog of the wine had cleared, I realized I hadn’t ever had the pleasure of discussing works of art at length like this in a classroom setting that demanded my attention this way. I sleptwalked through my Craft of Reading class because I couldn’t see past the writing (my opinion stopped my thinking) therefore, I didn’t participate as much. I have to remember that our instructor is also learning from us as well. He’ll be seeing these works of fiction in different ways based on our discussions in class. The nerdy student in me that wants to do my homework and haphazardly participates in class has to give up that story; she needs to step it the frak up.

Other than lots of inner reflection, I made time for myself and made sure to schedule completion of readings on time. I’m on the right track for now but ya know, life happens. I have to be ready for anything.

Until next week!

Workshop Week Complete

8 pm. Returned from class break, tugged the building door handle with no success. “What the frak?” I thought. Perhaps that entrance was closed and the other side would be open. Annoyed at this point, I walked to the other entrance with the same result. I almost gave up until I saw a card reader at the door. “Aha! I shall use my ID for access!” I thought cleverly. I swiped and swiped…and swiped. No dice. Continue reading

‘Twas the Night Before Grad School

‘Twas the night before grad school, when all the through the apartment, my roommate was stirring, by clicking a mouse. My books on the table, to be read with care, in hopes that all my writing wishes come true. Continue reading

My future writing life

The last time I mentioned the MFA, I had accepted admission to Mills College. Well…almost a month later, USF called me to tell me I was accepted! I mean, how did that even happen to me? Even now, I can’t believe I was accepted to the only two schools I applied to. Imagine if I had applied to other schools across the country? But I wasn’t about moving again, so I was happy with my decision. Continue reading

MFA Acceptance

Here it is – that moment I’ve been working towards this whole time – I’ve been accepted to the Masters of Art Creative Writing Program at Mills College. I’m in! Continue reading