Tag Archives: Writing

Finally, My Old Notebooks Have a Purpose

  My first few notebooks were non-descript. I don’t know who the manufacturer was nor did I care. I was in to aesthetics. Did it please my eye? Was it pretty?  Hey, I was a young woman, that’s what we … Continue reading

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Post MFA Life

This is the first September in five years that I’m not gearing up for school. Every autumn since 2013, I looked forward to sitting in a classroom, forsaking sleep and learning. If is a strange feeling to not have that … Continue reading

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The CNR Inaugural MFA Class 2018

My class was the first MFA class to graduate from The College of New Rochelle. A 2 year program that went full time. It was a hard road, but I did it in the time allotted to me.  Current MFA … Continue reading

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I’m a Paper Carrying ‘Artist’

Just a short post to announce that it finally happened.  After 2 years of no sleep (5 if you count the Bachelor’s), I can say that I have obtained my MFA in Creative Writing. The journey was hard but well … Continue reading

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MFA and Beyond

The long pauses in my blog has to stop.  When you are MFAing there really is little time for much else.  Reading and doing and writing Thesis.  But that is all coming to an end. I graduate on May 22nd … Continue reading

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MFA Update

The semester is half over and I’m still getting my bearings. It takes me several months to get acclimated, and at this rate, I will be graduating by the time it happens. I would have never imagined I would meet … Continue reading

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An Unfinished Essay about Unfinished Essays

It boggles my mind why someone like Roxanne Gay can seem to write and publish so many essays, yet I can’t finish one. She must endlessly think about interesting things in general. It isn’t because I don’t read, I do. I read … Continue reading

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