It is August 31. I have officially been a Master for one month and eleven days. Ten days?
Okay, I’m not sure. What I’m saying is that my first full month of not being in school is more than finished. If I were still a student, I’d be well on my way to completing my second packet.
But I’m not. And I’m not.
So what have I accomplished? A lot, thank you for asking!
Let me back up. One of my biggest fears upon graduation was that I would leave VCFA and just never write again. (I would be one of those alum…ssh…) I knew my history: in India, I napped away my free time. In Mississippi, I filled it with cooking and The Biggest Loser. During my month-long breaks between semesters and residencies while in school, I…I don’t even know. Caught on sleep. Said hello to my husband. Gave the house its first good cleaning in five months. I knew that, if I wanted to have a successful post-grad life, I’d have to do two things: set long-term goals, and set month-to-month goals. In short, I’d have to pretend I was still in school.
And set goals for myself is exactly what I did. So here’s a recalling of what Semester 5, Packet 1 looked like for me:
- I read. A lot. East of Eden, The Killing Woods, Simon Versus the Homo Sapiens Agenda, The Thickety, Ramona the Brave, Nimona, Roller Girl, Jenny and the Cat Club, and The Runaway Bunny. Not bad, huh?
- I also wrote. I marathoned a fair bit of my draft of Ahab Rehab, and then revised it into the next 40 pages of my story.
Next month, my reading goals will be the same: one adult novel, and two each of YA, middle grade, picture book, and graphic novels. My writing goal, for reasons I’ll write about tomorrow, or maybe two years from now, is to push out 70 revised pages. Big Long Term Goal was to get a complete draft of Ahab Rehab ready in time for the September PitMad, but, cough, that didn’t exactly happen.
But I’ma make the next PitMad. You’ll see.