So I started graduate school.
Not really of course. I’m using an analogy.
All the necessary elements are here. I’ve got a desk, a new computer, and a few writing assignments already on the syllabus. I’m penny-pinching, and I’m flexible but busy at the same time, waking when I want to, but working weird, long hours when necessary. Sounds a lot like school, right?
In that vein, I’ve decided to basically be my own professor and create my first semester of graduate school in the field of writing. Perhaps you’ll join along on one, two, or all of my ventures? I’d love to have some other classmates.
|my St. Simons Island classroom|