Sorry about the hiatus there. I think that when you get to the point when the one metaphor you can using for your writing is vomit, it's a good time to take a break. At least a two month break. But, over the past two months I've collected my thoughts and decided that I'm going to do better. I promise. No more word vomit.
Anyway, I thought I would update you on what has been going on in my life lately.
The other day when I was in the shower, I discovered a freckle on the bottom of my foot that I had never noticed before. I have been wondering how long its been there all week. It seems strange that after 22 years you can still be suprised by those sorts of things.
I have been checking the MFA blog compulsively this week, trying to figure out when I will finally start getting responses from schools. Then I checked the mailbox about 15 times yesterday while telling myself that "the mailman just hasn't come yet. He's late today." I checked until about 10PM, when I assumed that I had no mail that day.I keep picturing my mailbox full of envelopes--all the same size, crisp, neatly stacked, (embossed perhaps?). Probably not embossed. It reminds me of when I was in high school and Austin and I spent Physics classes talking about what it would be like if abstract concepts had mass. For example, you would need a big team of burly dudes to carry your calculus book because the sheer weight of all the theories would make it practically unliftable. Once you got the book in your backpack, it would just tear through the bottom. For some reason I just keep thinking that once my grad notifications arrive, my mailbox will buckle underneath them and crumple before falling off the wall.
I'll hopefully be posting results soon. Also, buying a new mailbox.
love always,
-jim.
