I really know how it feels to be stressed out…

After the debacle of my poem being erased last night and the mind numbing boredom of work today I come home to learn I can’t log into my MySpace account because someone has had excessive failed log-ins today and so my account is locked. I have my suspicions, but whatever.

Secondly, like I said I’ve been plugging away at my thesis bit by bit only to hear from my adviser today that she’s going to look at my book as a whole and not the individual pieces I’ve been sending. I understand the decision due to the craziness of her summer, but I guess my trying to avoid the crunch really isn’t going to happen. *shrug* It always seems to happen to me.

Keep on Truckin’

I’m making strides on my thesis y’all. As of today I’m about halfway through my compilation and first edits of my book. I’ve finally decided on a title as well. It will be called “Way Station: Poems”. I’m very excited. The vision of what I’ve been working toward the last two years is coming true.

 The poems are starting to fall into place and I can’t wait to start sequencing the pieces. I have a general idea of what I want achieve and hopefully it will be close to perfect by my graduation reading January.

These two years have gone by so fast, but I still feel a little overwhelmed. But I’m almost there right? I figured out the other night that I’ve been writing poetry for 17 years. It has literally been my life since I’ve been congnizant. I was born to do this.