I’ve almost made it through my first eight-day residency at Goddard’s MFA program in Port Townsend, WA. The cool breezes are carrying me through. From the folks back in Ohio
I decided to leave Fort Worden (home of Goddard MFA-west’s bootcamp) for the morning and go into town because I had a little business thing to take care of and
Hello from the Pacific Northwest. Things are rocking here at Goddard West. I love my tiny little room in my quiet wing of the dorm. The weather is colder today,
Second full day of MFA-school residency/bootcamp down (we are staying at a former military base/fort after all) and now that the procedural stuff is mostly out of the way, we’re
. . . I’d be able to attend 12 hours of graduate coursework and still keep my blog up-to-date, but that doesn’t seem to be possible. It’s almost midnight in
Ed (my hubsand) and I have been in Port Townsend, Washington for three days. I haven’t written much except postcards and emails home. That should change soon. This afternoon around
A friend sent this to me with the following comments: The resemblance is uncanny. Archetypal heroes? Tribute to mythic story telling? Or just another copyright infringement? What do you think?
I have no idea what to write here today. I’ve been doing my other blogs, but not this one. I’ve been doing my laundry too and catching up on emails
Do you suffer from any of the following symptoms: grumpiness, absent-mindedness, impatience, intolerance, misplacing things, believing that everything that happens to you or someone you know is a symbol of
“I wrote from a sense of need. I needed something to do. You can’t just sleep all day long.”
– Snoopy
