A disturbing start to the New Year, which I can't add the appellation 'Happy' this time.
I DO want to say that I've gotten the ball rolling on purchasing art supplies every few weeks.
I may be starting the next chapter in my life just as I'm doing with my stories and artwork.
2020 was a godforsaken and awful year but it brought a lot of lessons with tears and now I'm ready to apply what was learned.
Let us explore 2021 together!
How about reading for pleasure? Again? In the midst of trying to tie down the novel-in-progress, I've noticed that the imagination is being fired in other directions.
I will be changing my job-schedule dramatically this semester. Not only to have more time and concentrate on the grad work and keep on deadline but to evaluate where I want my writing career to go.
After all the hooplah of beginning an MFA program, I find myself already in my third term -- two more terms! -- before I graduate. This has posed a new dilemma for me: do I begin a career hunt or do I step up what I am doing now or do I veer off the beaten path to continue seeking different writing adventures? I'm kind of leaning on the first and third scenarios. There are projects I MUST work on, ideas that have come to fruition, and a community of like-minded people that I can lean on and count on to keep me on the straight and narrow.
Let's see what adventures lie ahead!
