I’m in my fourth semester at Goucher College, where I’m earning a Master of Fine Arts in Creative Nonfiction. It’s a pretty unique program: nonfiction only, low-residency so professors come from many backgrounds/programs, a cohort of folks with every life experience you can think of, and it’s increasingly tuned in to wider social and political conversations.

The low-residency part means I also work full-time. Not everyone does, but I do. I sort of like it, because writing has to be prioritized. I also don’t like it, because I sleep less and don’t get as much done at a time as I’d like. Job or no job, I’ve found it’s impossible to do alone.

Yesterday my sister helped me out by printing my MFA thesis with my Goucher professor+mentor’s edits—in color, no less! Double thanks to Gabby and to my professor for edits. There are many, many more thank yous to come.

Stay tuned to see if I actually manage to graduate at the end of this semester! Stay tuned, too, for more MFA-related posts. (And feel free to reach out via the contact section if you’re considering an MFA and have questions.)

So the morning looked like this and tends to (try to) look like this. Progress one tiny bit at a time.