Painting, that is. Writing, too, variously, though let's be honest, it's mostly tweaking, revising, entering contests, submitting to journals, opening up documents...and then closing them. I'm weary, y'all. Burnt. Out. I've been a university professor for 23 years, an administrator for 10. All of this without one of those magical, coveted things called a sabbatical … Continue reading Still at It
You have to find a balance. You have to make sure you have time for your family, your friends, your writing. You have to find a way to make this job sustainable in your life. These words, spoken by the director of our program, have swirled in the air around me since I arrived in … Continue reading On the Fulcrum
Today is June 20th in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and I think I can finally say, with no hesitation, that winter is over. Doesn't the calendar say this happens in late March? Doesn't it feel like it happens in late April or early May? Hasn't it been green here for two solid months already? For the love … Continue reading Putting Away the Winter Clothes
I'm going home tomorrow. Feeling sad but also very excited to see P and the kids. It's been hard being away for so long. I feel the need to wrap this residency experience up in a neat little package of words, but at the same time resist doing that because there has been nothing neat … Continue reading VCCA, Day 12: Last Day Blues
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