A Tragic Act of Free Will

Just catching up, sorta kinda.

So, Vassar rejected me, but I'm doing alright. I mean, it's a great, great school, but I guess it just wasn't meant to be.

I haven't been writing at all over break. No inspiration.

But I know I have to get together all my old pieces so that I may submit them to Deja Vu. We're only taking submissions for a bit longer, and I always do this last minute thing. But this year, I will get them in a week early!

I scribbled down two poems late last week that need a twinge of editting, but perhaps I'll polish up those.

I still don't feel like I know how to write poetry, and it's rather disconcerting...

Ack, I still have that Hot Bassist poem to write. Hee.

My grandmother is really pressing me to enroll in the summer program at Cambridge. They have such fantastic lit classes (such as English Literary Villians and Shakespeare's Hamlet: The World's Most Famous Play) and I would die to go if there were any way I could afford it.

Well, life is life.

Expecting a few more college letters soon. In case anyone was wondering, I did make it into DePaul, though I do not believe I'll be going there.

Kiss kiss,
Sara