To say I have no time for this right now is more than an understatement.

I am in my last semester of graduate school and should be, as I type, working on my Master of education portfolio, which is due next week. But then, I’m one of those people who work better under pressure. That, or I’m just ultra lazy. Yeah. Probably the latter.

Anywho.

I just found out that I did not win a fellowship to the Summer Fishtrap, a week-long writer’s conference in Oregon. Eh, what can ya do?

I’ve also received some other rejections from here and there. But, since I am running short on time, I’m not going to list them all. Suffice to say, they exist, and I still haven’t published a single line of writing since my story “The Plumber,” over one year ago.

Things will turn around.

Or maybe I will.