It’s been almost a week since I’ve returned from my master’s degree residency at Antioch University in Los Angeles, and it has been an interesting re-entry. I left my almost-19-year-old in charge of the household and the pets (two cats and two dogs) while I was gone, and, well, let’s just say it could have gone better. Think I’ll wait until she’s about 30 before I do that again.
The residency was great, but exhausting and emotionally taxing. As I’ve written before, I am “genre jumping” into poetry from creative nonfiction for the next six-month semester, and the requirements of my mentor this time are strenuous. I also have to complete my field study (an internship with a nonprofit), a five-page paper and a 10-week online translation seminar this semester. If I don’t write another blog until Christmas, you’ll know why. (Kidding!)
A friend said to me last night, Are you sure you want to do this? The answer is yes, unequivocally. I have planned to do this master of fine arts in creative writing program for several years, and while this semester will be challenging, I’ll manage. In fact, I’ll do well, because that’s my commitment to myself. I’m still writing my memoir, which is the main reason I am doing this program. And my poetry can’t help but be improved with the feedback of my mentor, who is an accomplished poet and teacher.
Meanwhile, I’ll keep posting publishing news and writing tips on my Facebook Writing & Publishing group. Look for tidbits there and here. I always love to hear from readers, so let me know what’s going on in your writing lives. And keep writing!