The Verdict

Okay. So the Hunny and I went to Norman on Monday to check out Oklahoma University's Master of Professional Writing program. Took the tour of the school. In 105 degree heat, no less. A beautiful campus.

Bottom line, I love the degree. Hate the commute. Why on earth is a writing degree all on campus? Not a lick of it is online. *sigh* A two hour drive might kill me.

So. I start the application process. Start writing my 50 consecutive pages of interesting things (lots of false starts so far). And I try and remember to blog and catch up with all of you in the gaps. And stop reading thrillers so I can get this done. Heh.

Until I write again ...

Flea

Knock It Off, Will Ya?

Y'all! Stop writing such compelling blog posts! And tone down the post titles, will ya? How on earth am I supposed to get any work done in my few hours at the library when I want to read all of your dang blog posts?

*pff*

Thank you for the great writing ideas. I think I'm on board with Asthma Girl and writing about going off the grid. Going rogue. :D Maybe. But nothing is screaming at me right now as a topic. Maybe I'll just study for the GRE instead. Yeah. That's what I'll do.

Monday the Hunny and I head to Norman, to OU, to check out the school, talk to people. Hunny's a good person to take, since he works for a university. One which doesn't have the degree I'm looking for. Stink. Wish me luck.

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On a different note, here's an essay on how I spent my summer:

Five teenagers. Monday night free concerts by the river. Museums. Family visited. No burning - it's been about 150 degrees in my garage most of the summer. Lots of trips downtown for fun. Throw in an extra teenager periodically (a girlfriend, random neighbor kids, etc.).

Lots and lots and lots of novels. I think I've read nearly all of Jonathan Kellerman's Alex Delaware series. Excellent psychological mysteries. Most of Patricia Cornwell's, Scarpetta series. Initially enjoyable. The characters became less likable as the series went along. Eventually she switched from first person to third. That just killed it for me. Steven James's new thriller series - can't wait to get my hands on the latest one, The Bishop. Oh! And I read all of the Harry Potter books for the first time. Enjoyed them thoroughly. Won't read them again.

Last but not least, next week I meet with a children's book author, Catherine Zoller. She's working on a poetic series, beautifully illustrated. Check 'em out.

Okay, so this isn't an essay. Shut up. I have to study now. You have a good day.

Until I write again ...

Flea

Mystery Solved

Whew! It's good to be back, even if I am blogging from the library. No laundry to distract, or dishes, or barking dogs. No bed to call my name for a nap. No kitchen full of food crying out to be eaten. I think I'm gonna like this.

Here's the deal: the internet is off at my house, almost entirely for the above reasons. And why does that matter to a stay home mom? Partly because my children don't need my lazy butt, computer addicted example. Partly because housework wasn't getting done any way I sliced it. And partly because I'm opening the grad school door again.

I gotta tell ya, it's scaring the crap outta me. Seriously. This time I'll have to take the GRE (but that's okay, because I love tests). This time it's a state school, two hours away, and I'm not sure they'll let me do this correspondence - the woman I'm supposed too talk to was on maternity leave till this week. And the degree? Professional Writing.

Doesn't that sound exciting? It does, I know. But the application requires 50 consecutive pages of fiction or creative non-fiction. I write short stuff. This is freaking me out. Oh, that and the paying for it. And the deadline for applying for the spring semester is mid-November.

So I should probably break from this (even though I miss and love you all so!), and figure out what to write. Any ideas are greatly appreciated.

Until I write again ...

Flea

... Ahem ...

WOOHOOOOO!!!!! My children are in school! Summer is over! It's raining and not 105 degrees outside! HOOOORAAAAYYYYYYY!!!

That is all. You may return to your regularly scheduled blog reading.

Until I write again ...

Flea

Shh! I'm Not Here

Hi bloggy friends! I'm not really here. School hasn't officially started. And my "o" button on the laptop is sticking, dang it.

See, I snuck away to the library. Looks like snuck isn't a word. Tough noogies.

School starts Thursday. I should be up and running sometime next week. I'd write more now, but the lights just went off - the signal to library patrons that it's time to skeedaddle.

Until I write again ...

Flea