It's done. Finally. Over 2 weeks late, I've finally finished my last writing assignment. It's packaged with extra stamps and ready to be dropped in the mail box. Thank goodness.
I think my muse has been on vacation since the snow fell. She was all "It's cold, then sun isn't out and I'm outta here!" I think she's somewhere in the tropics, getting tan and drinking margaritas. Bitch. So I had to tackle this last one without her. And that I did.
I'm not done with the class, I still need to get my instructors feedback and my certificate. (That's right. I get a certificate saying I completed this course.) But I've done all the assignments, and done them well I think. And now I need to figure out where to go from here. The publication world is HUGE! And I need to somehow narrow my scope and just pick a few to send my pieces to. And I need to rework some pieces and surly start new ones.
I gotta say, I'm quite proud of myself. This writing class was the first thing in my life I did completely on my own. No outside influences, not because I had to, not because someone told me so. It was all me. And I think I did a fine job. I've grown in my writing, my vocabulary, expressing myself, my ability to tell stories. Now I just need to practice, I don't want to loose all that I've learned.
And in the spirit of Dory from Finding Nemo, "Just keep writing, just keep writing, just keep writing, writing, writing."