feeling good

i woke up this morning feeling incredibly blessed, peaceful; just a great feeling. i have a ton of stuff to do in this short day so hopefully this feeling will carry me throughout it all. take care :)

another work week

is over and i am thanking God for the weekend. it's going to go by in such a blur since I have so much to do. I need to write so much this weekend - for school i have a poetry submission due, i need to prep some poems for a couple of summer worskhops, a recommendation for a student, piano lesson, time with mom, and working out.

i had to travel out of town for 2 days this week which isn't out of the ordinary, but i had to travel with a companion - a co-worker who is neither an admissions counselor or on my friend list. last year, she basically bad mouthed me to my boss and i had to drive to tallahassee AND orlando with her! the fact that she dissed me is only half the problem, the other half of the problem is that she does data entry....making her presence even more questionable. i actually think she was sent as a spy.

initially, the trip was extremely awkward, i mean no talking at all throughout the drive to tallahassee. then, i looked at myself in the hotel mirror (we had to share a room as well) and reminded myself that i am a consummate professional....so i took the high road and feigned a friendly demeanor. i asked about her emotionally co-dependent relationship, pretended it was normal; asked about her hobbies, found nothing of particular interest; asked about her siblings, don't care; laughed at her jokes, not funny; and acted as if her presence was valued, it wasn't. but i maintained a cool exterior and i'm so proud of myself. the next day when i returned to work, i ignored her.

so i'm glad the weekend is here...even if it will be filled with lots to do....at least i'm not stuck in that car.

plum haze

one thing i love and hate about grad school and the whole residency thing is not being there full time and returning back to my "real" life. the week of the residency is such an amazing experience. i am surrounded by writers and other poets and i just get so much from that environment. then i return back home and i'm depressed....actually depressed because i'm away from it all. oh well, may will come quickly enough.

speaking of writing though, i am applying to some other summer workshops in hopes of working with other faculty who may be able to help me with my style and voice (not that i'm not getting that with my current program). excited! this one program i'm interested is held in san fransisco at the usf campus *fingers crossed* i will let you know how it all goes.

so, other then writing i'm completely obsessed with styling and decorating my new apartment. i'm taking it very sloooooow so i won't be stuck with items that i've decided i don't like. i recently purchased a new sofa that i think is the 5th greatest love of my life.



it's plum! can you believe it?! i got it at havertys for a very very good price
($259). I was just about to leave but i went to the clearance section and found this gem.....so exciting! i'll be sure to post every time i add a new piece to my space.

fallen off

i have so fallen off the blog wagon. i've been meaning to post and even have the drafts to prove it, but i never actually submitted any of these posts. i even had a great new year's post...

so, a lot has been going on and in the same breath not much at all. i started a new blog with some friends that is kinda fun: sundayrainbowdressclub.blogspot.com.

i still really dislike my job and the majority of the people there.

i just entered my 2nd semester of school. i can already tell that this semester is going to be a big challenge. one of my small group members writes the most difficult poems ever...as in his vocabulary is rich and he loves to use science, math, logic, etc. in his work. this has made me realize that i really need to become involved with work that i don't like. i can't just continue to read the poetry that i enjoy. so this semester will be about reading!

continuing on the subject of school, i am really questioning my writing (this happens often, esp. after a residency). i'm taking a class, poetry as reportage and the books used are by writers whose aesthetic is much more duller than mine. so i decide, instead of just being bored by their writing, perhaps, i should use reportage in my own style. thinking that this new style would not go over well with my small group i use it during a workshop and everyone freaking loves it....making me question what i always thought my style to be. then my workshop instructor told me that one of my poems didn't resonate with him emotionally.....knife. through. the. heart.

but anyway, it's way past my bedtime, but i will be back soon.