Hey everyone. Seeing as how my brilliant april fools joke didn't quite
garner the outpouring of sympathetic "sorry u died" cards and mass suicides I had hoped for, I suppose
it falls upon me to let you imaginary people living inside my computer
know that I am indeed quite alive. Things have been going rather
(pronounced RAH-ther) well for me lately, I've got a job working at a
park concession stand that pays 10 bucks an hour (a job I most
decidedly don't deserve) which i've been working on for the better part
of the summer. However, that is only the first part of my affairs these
days. I'll categorize recent events using an easy to read numerical chart:
1. I'm officially a published writer now! Granted, it's only in the UF
literary magazine Muses Wild, which may or may not see the light of day
(unless it already came out over the summer? Can anybody confirm or
deny this?) but I recieved an email from the current head of the
magazine saying that my story "The IHOP Diaries" had been put into the
magazine. Pick it up if you see it, I suppose, even though I now hate
the draft that I sent to the magazine (since i've revised it
significantly since then). I hope the magazine actually comes to light,
since my mentor Professor Ciment described the horrific dissaray the
project had fallen into ever since
insectgod31 left the staff. This actually leads me to...
2. I'm going to be taking over the aforementioned magazine next
semester as one of the editors. My professor asked me in earnest to do
so,
and since it appeals nicely to both my desire to hone my craft, and my
ego-mania I couldn't refuse. I'll be starting as soon as I get back
from...
3. Ireland! I'm going to Ireland on a summer study tour for creative
writing along with 19 other writers (incidentally, all women. I did not
plan this) from USF. I'm a little nervous about my professor for the trip (Rick
Wilber) since his book "The Cold Road" left me decidedly un-rocked. I'm
sure he has some good pointers to share though, and what the hell! Ireland!
I'll be going there after a brief stay in England with my aunt next
week (where I'll be briefly visiting Paris for the Tour De France. Hell yeah.) and I'll
be sure to take lots of stupid pictures to get the complete tourist
experience. I'm not too nervous about being blown up by terrorists or anything either, since if I die I can just go see...
4.
Dr. Re-Animator!