It’s been eight months since I graduated from my MFA program. This month, a new cohort starts their journey with the writing program while the cohort a year after me graduates in December. I envy that excitement of the unknown to both cohorts in my program this year. Continue reading “MFA Graduation Post”
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 “Second Semester Thoughts”
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.
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 […]
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 “Workshop Week Complete”
‘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 “‘Twas the Night Before Grad School”
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 “My future writing life”