I’m dead-set on finishing my 30/30 this year, and my Prompt A Day, but, of course, this comes during the end of the semester and, OMG, also the end of my MFA. I’m graduating this semester (and the stress freak out has commenced). I’m a few poems ahead of what I’ve posted but need to finish out the prompts. I won’t abandon it damnit! WE WILL OVERCOME.
Oddly I am still writing quite a bit. Like, why? Why would I keep doing that right now?
But tomorrow I turn in my thesis (and print and bind my thesis, too, prolly), and the Hopwood Awards are happening (yay I won some things) and then my a cappella concert with the GradTONES. On Thursday I’ll rehearse, do a tech runthrough, and help perform my short Facebook opera piece written with Dylan Baker. In amidst all of this I have meetings with my darling students as they try to finish their final portfolios for the semester. I am totally exhausted but must stay up tonight grading and working on the Facebook animation and, oh god, I guess going over my poor thesis one last time. It’s called “Firewater” and nowhere near it’s final book-self, but man, there’s some serious work in this monster. No one can say I didn’t earn this degree.
This has been one wild ride of an MFA, and after I get some breathing time I’m sure I’ll wax poetic (lol) all about it.
Thanks to those who have tuned in lately, thanks to my amazing students for their creativity and insight and fantastic writings, for really invigorating me in my own work and making me crave doing this teaching thing further. Working with both my classes this year really changed my life. :) and I appreciate this community as well, and my deep tumblr peeps, as the candle in the window on a cold night.