We’ve been moving into our new house for the past four days, but I wanted to take a moment to share this. Kristina was my grad school critique partner and is a wonderful writer in her own right. She helped make Those of My Kind what it is. Kristina Elyse Butke: Witness to “The GreatContinue reading “Kristina Elyse Butke: Witness to “The Great Work””
Category Archives: grad school
Winds of Change
I’m in a weird transitional head space right now. On June 30 I finally graduated from grad school with an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction, after two and a half years. The day before I left for my final week of school, I said goodbye to my job of six years. I’d been feeling forContinue reading “Winds of Change”
Time Enough
I am counting the days until June 30. That’s the day I graduate from grad school with a shiny MFA and begin the rest of my life. It’s been a mostly enjoyable couple of years, and I’ve learned a lot, but this term is especially labor-intensive despite having finished my thesis (still needs edits). I’mContinue reading “Time Enough”
Updates!
One of the things I plan to do this year is update the blog more frequently. So here we go! I’ve just begun my final semester of grad school. It’s a really strange feeling, after two years, to be so close to the end. However, I’m looking forward to a return of normalcy (such asContinue reading “Updates!”
Insert Witty Title Here.
So, because I suck at keeping this blog current, I should mention that I recently appeared over at Mary DeSantis’ blog, Out of the Lockbox. My thesis is due, in a way that resembles a completed novel enough for me to pass, in April, which despite my attempts to avoid it now demands my attention.Continue reading “Insert Witty Title Here.”
Summer break, I hardly knew ye.
In a couple of weeks I will be starting my second term of grad school. I’m looking forward to it, but damn, I need a vacation. On that note, Zach and I have tentative plans to go somewhere in the fall. I’ve started saving up for it, wherever “it” may turn out to be. We’veContinue reading “Summer break, I hardly knew ye.”