Tomorrow I head back down to Cambridge for the start of my fourth and final semester as a Lesley MFA student. I’m so excited to see everyone again, though a part of me is very depressed that I’m not going to be doing this twice a year for the rest of my life.
The manuscripts are read and critiqued, the readings have been gone through (mostly, I guess) my bags are packed (I’ve got the wine!)… I’m ready for this.
I’ll do my darnedest to keep a daily account of the week, if for nothing else than to help me remember everything.