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2018-01-07 Sushi Sunday Funday Status Update – A Year in the Rearview
It’s Sunday January 7th, 2018 and my gym is swarming with resolutionaries but I’m not there yet because I’m still catching up from last week. I’ve not had time to reflect deeply on 2017, but I think that’s ok because I spent so much time on it throughout the year. I was evaluating my status…
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2018-01-06 MFA Residency Wrap Up
I arrived home last night to a quiet house and a kitten who was happy to see me. I left all my bags in a pile in the bedroom, had a snack and finished up some writing, and went to bed. I was utterly exhausted. If I were to sum up my experience these past…
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2018-01-05 MFA Residency Day 8 – Finding Your Tribe
I wish I knew the name of the woman who said, on one of those first days at lunch or dinner that “everybody cries”. I think she went on to say that she cries daily during this little adventure we are all on together. I knew that I would, but I didn’t know then that…
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2018-01-06 MFA Residency Day 6 – A Song Stuck On Repeat
After a while, all the days here seem to run together and there’s no difference from one to the next. It’s a steady rotation that cycles through eating and workshop and lecture and readings and then more eating. There’s lots of eating. I’ve never eaten this regularly since before I left home at 18. I…
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2018-01-02 MFA Residency Day 4 – How Much Is Too Much
Yesterday I was waking up in my own bed and today I’m back at the lodge, deep in heart and soul of the story. We’re almost at the midpoint now. I’ve got pages of notes and miles and miles of thought. In my life I never dreamed one could have too much input. The brain…
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2018-01-01 Ringing In My Ears
It must be New Years, because there’s ringing in my ears. It’s a nice departure from all those songs that are always stuck in my head. Truth. As I comb through some of my poetry to decide what’s good, bad, worthy, worth giving another look, or just plain ready for the “X-file”, I’m noticing more…
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2017-12-31 Sunday Status Update – NYE Style
Which is to say. I’m dropping the ball. I’m exhausted and my mind is in a fog which seems to be swirling in a manor very unnatural to fog. It’s speed more like clouds foreshadowing a tornado. I have so much information and inspiration that has been dropped on me these past three days that…
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