I’m going to submit work for the advanced creative non-fiction class at Sarah Lawrence – which I may or may not really be qualified for. If I don’t get in, I’ll be satisfied with taking the introductory class.
I used to write so much. My biggest problem was figuring out what to do with all those pages and pages of words, and feeling sometimes as if none of it was worth anything, or as if there was too much garbage to sift through. Now, I can’t even rememberthe last time I produced any new writing – of any kind.
I want to write again, because I want to reconnect with myself, my impressions of things, my love of words and the nuances of their meanings. I want to hear myself think.
I am going to enroll in at least one writing course this spring.

