The reading was tonight and it went a lot better than I thought it would. I am so proud of my Fiction II class (and the other classes that read). Everyone performed phenomenal and the excerpts chosen were fantastic. I loved to hear from all the wonderful writers who I'm sure will be big names in the future.
As for those chapbooks....they turned out beautiful. We made only nine to start. Oops. More are coming, but the binder could only coil nine in the short time we gave them. I commend their efforts, but I was a little disappointed. I was hoping for at least 25. I will be going back tomorrow to deal with the rest of the books. A lesson in time management this was...meaning do not leave chapbook printing to the DAY before the reading date. Though, truthfully, the printing is the least time-consuming of the process.
So, manuscript writing. I'm going to go for it. I need to come up with a brand new idea for a novel, that isn't genre-centred and that I could theoretically complete within an 8 month period. I think I can do it. Especially with only 3 courses per term next year. In the meantime, I'm going to Hawaii. Jobs, editing and other aspects of life can wait until I'm back (more or less). I'm too happy about this evening to be down about lost opportunities and further work for the summer. I'm just glad I got to spend the evening in good company. VACATION TIME.
Oh yeah...I still have some critiques and a few edits to finish up...
VACATION SOON.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
My Brain on Academia
It's an ugly picture.
For the fifth night in a row I venture into the bitter hours of the night, screaming at my computer (or more accurately the internet) as I try and fail to find useful articles for my papers. I gave up in frustration a little while ago when all I could find was one dead link after another. And it's OBVIOUSLY the University library's fault because it's not helping me when I left my papers to the LAST POSSIBLE MINUTE. Good lord love a duck one day I'm going to dig a hole for myself so deep that I won't be able to claw my way back out again. I don't know how I do it, but I somehow manage to get all this done. One day, I'm going to fail miserably.
In other news, I have a good start on my final story. WMRR is postponed until my life isn't so crazy. I think this is the busiest my life has ever been. I don't think I could physically, mentally or emotionally take on any more tasks.
Oh look, I got a text message from one of my classmates. Apparently I've been appointed to print the chapbook.
...
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For the fifth night in a row I venture into the bitter hours of the night, screaming at my computer (or more accurately the internet) as I try and fail to find useful articles for my papers. I gave up in frustration a little while ago when all I could find was one dead link after another. And it's OBVIOUSLY the University library's fault because it's not helping me when I left my papers to the LAST POSSIBLE MINUTE. Good lord love a duck one day I'm going to dig a hole for myself so deep that I won't be able to claw my way back out again. I don't know how I do it, but I somehow manage to get all this done. One day, I'm going to fail miserably.
In other news, I have a good start on my final story. WMRR is postponed until my life isn't so crazy. I think this is the busiest my life has ever been. I don't think I could physically, mentally or emotionally take on any more tasks.
Oh look, I got a text message from one of my classmates. Apparently I've been appointed to print the chapbook.
...
FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUU
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