But first, it’s been a while since I’ve blogged between dreams.
First of all, I’m not breathing quite yet. I have two paper re-writes due this week, one emailed by tomorrow, and one due on Wednesday. The B- one comes first, thank you very much.
Secondly, it looks like I won’t be graduating in May. I think it would bother me more if I weren’t so tired–but it does have its good points as well as its bad. I’ve mentioned that I’d like to get my MA in creative writing, and one of the “strong suggestions” if not requirements (I haven’t talked directly to Dr. Ted yet, just someone else who’s looking to get his is creative writing, too) is that a 200, 300, and 400 level writing classes are under the belt.
I took one, as a lark, over the summer. The 300 level one is being offered this Spring, and the 400 one is not til next Fall, which puts me smack in December of ’08 as graduating.
Which sort of bites, really. There goes the dream of getting some money together while making a portfolio and studying for the GRE. On the other hand, it does mean that I’ll be able to take two classes a semester, AND have the summer off. I’d still be able to study and write while just taking two classes, and I’d be a hell of a lot less stressed.
A whole summer off. I’ve been going straight through since January ’06. I think I could use a break.
Good golly, what would I do with myself?
I have some ideas, really, like re-joining the Gulf Coast Writer’s Association. I tried it once when I first came home, panicked, and never went back again. They actually workshop short stories, and I’d have the ears of several professionals for feedback. Of course, that would mean I’d actually have to write something, but since that’s what I’m wanting to do, it would be a huge benefit. I’d also be able to get my motorcycle license, something I’ve wanted for a while but, quite frankly, just haven’t had the time.
It’d also free me up to take care of a thousand little details and do a hundred new things that I’ve had on my to-do list for eons.
Funny. That summer that isn’t nearly here is filling up fast already.
But in the meantime, I’ll keep walking. I’m still walking, and I’m pretty sure I’ve discovered a calf muscle. Exciting stuff. And last night, someone brought in Godiva chocolate cheesecake and somehow I couldn’t make myself get interested in it.
Godiva. Chocolate. Cheesecake. Are there three words that go together more perfectly in the English language? I really don’t think there are.
I probably should have had my temperature checked.
But as for now, I’m going back to bed.
Because I can.