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Finally, an Acceptance!

Stay with it, everyone

I’ve been MIA around here for a while, and I am sorry about that.

I finished my first year in my MFA Program in earlier this month. Since then, I’ve been working hard to complete and submit an essay collection.

I forgot that jubilant feeling that comes with the end of a semester in the time since college, since I’ve been a working adult. Do y’all remember that? Summer felt like a frontier you could roam all over? The smell of early summer rain? I’ve been noticing these summer feelings.

Along with the joy and relief that has come with finishing the first year came other emotions I wasn’t prepared for: anxiety and restlessness. Even though all signs show that I made it through, I still feel like an imposter. Somehow, it is reasonable for me to think my avatar went to class for me, wrote my poems, turned in assignments, etc. I’m willing to imagine that kind of wild scenario, but rarely can I stand in my success, feeling it in my body. I find it hard to give myself the praise and credit for the good work I do.

So I’ve been in my feelings, instead of fully enjoying the bliss of the first summer break I’ve had in years. I am still working, but I am very much doing part time stuff. A very strange variety of part time stuff quite honestly, cobbled together so that I can…