We made it. More on this later.

So T-minus maybe 20 hours and I'll be on the road to Boston. I've been going through my room over and over again, throwing out graduation cards from high school, throwing out old school work, notebook entries, finding old diaries containing five entries about boys I had crushes on a million years ago, filing letters, postcards, awards, photographs ( Read more... )

Maine = fun. A lovely long-feeling vacation. Now I'm back, jack, to MoCo and friends, we must hang out because in something akin to 10 DAYS I will be making my way up to Bostonia to move in to my lovely new apartment which currently contains no furniture except for a TV table, some barbecue implements, and a painting of a lighthouse ( Read more... )

I am home, though I suppose, it will not be home for long ( Read more... )

For those of you who hadn't heard, we're no longer going to Dallas. We're going to Boston. Long story, but ultimately a good decision ( Read more... )

I, too, want to thank everyone who came to presentation or event those wanted too but couldn't make it. Your support means everything! Came away with an award, so not too shabby. Word out to my fellow writers and poets, you all did fabulously ( Read more... )

Honorable mention in fiction and honorable mention in poetry. Not a bad way to end the four years of creative writing academic career.

It's spring in the arctic
and she's an iceberg, breaking
into warm water.

How do you say good bye to someone you've never met? How can you miss them if they were never really there?

i hate losing things. like my gym clothes and my MIND.

ps. i'm fine, just home for passover. yom tov y'all