So, within the hour, I shall be leaving to take the Miller Analogies Test (or MAT). What is this test, you may ask? It's an alternative exam to the GRE for Graduate Admissions. That's right, I'm applying fro Grad School. I'm trying to get my Masters.
I've been emailing the Director of English a few times. If accepted, I would start in 2018. My transcripts have already been ordered and I've filled out the application. All that's left is to take this test. It helps to have mi amor supporting me and these foolish ideas that fill my head.
Then! Thursday is moving day! I sign the lease agreement with mi amor and then we can start living in our apartment together. So exciting. Today we've been together four months. And two days we start living with each other. It feels as though it's been so much longer than that.
In other news, my summer is going to be filled with (hopefully) relaxing days at the beach with mi amor and then family, preparing myself for next school year, and then working away furiously on my books (as I've already teased)
How to announce a new book:
1. Post cover art
2. Say nothing
Answer absolutely no questions
Avoid and deflect every question
So apparently, this past week is nationally recognized as Teacher Appreciation Week. How was thi celebrated, at least in my case? Well, I plodded my way through my last week of state testing (which was finally the English End of Course exam), I found myself in some unpleasant circumstances. For you see, my classroom is situated on the second floor. It’s bad enough that I have to climb up a flight of stairs every morning to get to my classroom (and twice when I need to check my mailbox).
In light of state testing, I had to personally check out (and later back in) testing materials for each of my classes (the room which held such precious testing materials is of course on the first floor). So, best case scenario, I was climbing up and down those stairs at least six times a day this week. The worst is when administration had the AUDACITY to schedule a faculty meeting, which I had nearly forgotten about, and faculty meetings are on the first floor, so that made seven times I had to go up and down those stairs that day. So how do we show we appreciate our teachers? Forcing them into involuntary exercise.
But, my ninth grade principal brought us doughnuts for Friday morning! But no worries, that was worked off too when I was leaving Friday afternoon and discovered it was raining. Not only was I trying booking it to escape this dreadful schoolweek but the rain was coming down pretty hard, so I was trying to avoid being drenched as much as possible when I ran out to my car.
No matter. I still felt the love. <3
Hello, everyone! I know it's been a while since I made an official update here on the blog. Where I last left you, I had just graduated college and I was stressing about finding a job. I am happy to report that I very quickly found a teaching job to kick off my teaching career! I'm teaching ninth grade English, and this week and the past several weeks we've actually been in the dreary midst of state testing. Teaching, believe it or not, has left little time for writing. But I have actually made some progress on The Midwinter Fairytale!
It's been a slower process than I would like, but some progress has been made. It makes me hopeful for having this completed sooner than I thought (because if we're talking about JUST the drafting progress for Midwinter, it has sat alone, in a dark room for quite a while. We're not going to even MENTION its planning). I know that there are several articles out there (Stephen King comes to mind) about how you shouldn't continue a project after so long because you won't be as inspired for it any more. But I'm working, and I don't feel any less inspired. Just overwhelmed and busy in other areas of my life that take time away from writing. But I get summers off now so, good?
Also, I got some very exciting news today. I got approved for an apartment that I applied for, which is exciting. So now I have a place to live!
So, I'm going to leave a brief excerpt from Midwinter to tease and to assure work is being done on it. Good night everyone!
"She is dancing
with fire in her cheeks,
fire in her eyes,
her face aglow with wondrous delight.
Her partner is the brightest star itself,
the brilliant, glorious sun.
He is radiant.
He is noble.
And, breathless, she can't make sense
he doesn't burn her up
in his ever-reaching light.
But the light, she realizes,
is more than sheer heat.
It is life
and it is love."