I’ve been busy this path month. I finished the first draft of my manuscript at 2:05 pm on July 9, 2014–just one day shy of my 44th birthday. At present, the manuscript comes in at just under 100,000 words. I completed the first draft at the itsy-bitsy cabin that I rent on the north shore of Lake Superior. After completing the manuscript, I danced all wild and crazy, alone in my hermitage, to DMB’s cover of Watchtower. I danced to celebrate a goal achieved. I danced all a burn with the fires of creative energy. I’ve worked three years writing this first draft and there were many times I almost quit writing (and I did, sometimes, for months at a time). Even if this particular book never publishes, at least I did it. It is written. The story has been told.
While up north, I was also gathering together the final pieces of my application for graduate school. It’s now official. I begin my MFA in Creative Nonfiction on August 25. Not sure if I’ll begin the editing process before I begin my MFA. I am sure my MFA program will be all encompassing for the next two years and so, if I don’t get back to revising this book until I graduate, it’s okay. I am sure it will end up being a better book for the time spent further developing my writing craft and skills; sculpting my editing and rewriting legs.
Unlike my previous attempt at graduate school in art history (Jan-March 2013), I really believe this is the right program for me at the right moment in my life. My writing never releases me to other endeavors; it’s had me all along. I just had to sit up and recognize that I cannot run from this path. I am both terrified and excited for my encore career. Bring it on.
Gratitude. Immense gratitude.