after a poetry press/journal rejects your work, they will send you promotional emails for the rest of your life, and maybe even after that
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after a poetry press/journal rejects your work, they will send you promotional emails for the rest of your life, and maybe even after that
Dark Academia MFA Version
- Getting to the library at 8am with morning sun streaming through the windows
- Piles of books on your desk
- Writing about old churches and hazelnut hot chocolate
- Walking around in knee high boots and a trenchcoat
- listening to the time by clock tower
- Reading books before class
- Getting composition books by the bulk
Language is like a road, it cannot be perceived all at once because it unfolds in time, whether heard or read. This narrative or temporal element has made writing and walking resemble each other.
Rebecca Solnit, “Wanderlust: A History of Walking”
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Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! So, I just got an email from my last course instructor, informing me that I am receiving a Course Director's Award. This is an amazing thing for me, because he is one of the hardest instructors I have ever had, and I truly believed that my work was only a little bit good.
There are a not-insignificant amount of fucked up things in my life right now (see: the slipping disc in my back, and my former landlord keeps refusing to send me my security deposit).
But I’m sitting at the writing desk my partner built me, and he’s currently out running with our dog. (Is this what being happy is like? It’s fucking weird.)
In CW MFA, the creative writing workshop is often regarded as the sacrosanct, indispensable center of writing studies.
I hated them, to be honest. I never enjoyed one.
I did feel tremendous social pressure to say that I liked them, though. To express gratitude, even.
How Grad School Is Going Prt 2