I should be writing.
I woke up today with the hopes of finishing a writing project that I started with a friend. It’s not for school, but I’m a little ahead of the game in that regard, so I thought it would be good to knock it out. Bromleigh was otherwise occupied presenting her thoughts on parenting to a…
I am halfway done with my MFA program. This realization makes me sad. I predicted that the program would go by quickly, and unfortunately that seems to be the case. I enjoy it so much that I don’t want it to end. I’m entering my third semester, which means that I have to produce a…
When I was in fourth grade I was convinced I would be an author. I wrote stories. That’s what authors did. I had no thoughts to the difficulty or pragmatism of such a pursuit. In fact, as a fourth grader, I collected stories from my friends, and was fairly certain the anthology would be published.…
The last time I wrote on this blog, I was preparing to head to summer residency in St. Paul. It’s been a whirlwind since then, so much so that I don’t even think that I’ve had time to properly reflect on my experience. Fat cat teachers like me have summers off. Of course, my “summer…
This is the first time that I’ve participated in a blog hop. Basically, it’s a virtual game of hot potato – a blogger answers some questions and then passes it on to the next blogger. I find myself in this position thanks to fellow Hamline writer Anna Palmquist. I met Anna at residency in January.…
