Everything is Copasetic

Well, my quarter life crisis has dulled a little. My litmus test has proven successful. My story was referred to as "creative," "funny" and "refreshing." I'm down with that. So now my issues are much smaller...now they only surround whether or not my story is good enough for publication and submission to the grad schools. I have this fear, that they'll read the 15-30 pages that they request and feel it's the suckiest thing ever. I could also send in short stories...including the one that was reviewed in my workshop today...but I don't think my other short stories reflect me as well. Decisions.

Am excited. I finally have a comrade at arms who is also applying to schools for creative writing. She's going to apply to 10 schools. I don't understand how. I was burned out with 6.

Much of today was spent sleeping. So, I'm thinking major work session tonight at the law library with coffee in hand. I want to see if I can make it to closing.

Sigh. There has been very little progress on the 2 essays I desperately need to work on. Stupid evil essays.