Hiatus

I'm officially back to work on my MFA, so I'll be spending my time writing focussed craft essays and new poetry instead of spilling my guts on MOP. Please don't hate me. Please don't curse my name. Just understand that this is one of those things. I will be back (if only briefly) for a stint in December. Maybe before, if things go well. I hope that they go well.

My kids will be neglected. My house will fall into disrepair. Laundry will have to wait for the one day a week that I can devote to it. My concentration will be nil. I'll resort to quick dinners like spaghetti and hot dogs instead of chicken tetrazzini and handmade sausage and rice balls. I will be distracted at work. I will be distracted at home. I will miss school performances. I will NOT miss school conferences, as much as I would like to.

But it will be done. I will finish a terminal degree. I will be the best writer I can for it. I will hopefully get emails from agents and publishers and maybe even fans. I would like to acquire a job in an English department at one of the local colleges. I would like my kids' education to be paid for, since that was one of those things I was kind of counting on, what with all the money I have dumped into my own education.

Say a prayer for me, for my family, and for our sanity and happiness. Ciao until further notice, y'all!