white noise

New post up today: A 10-Year Plan on the main site.

This short piece is a 500-word essay I wrote to accompany my application for Hollins University. I’m guessing it’s an exercise used to determine if an applicant can spell and grasp the fundamentals of grammar. Given that I live with a worse Grammar Nazi than me :) — no problem!

I survived a semester at Hollins, but discovered that with FMS 16 units (required to be full-time and qualify for certain student aid) a semester is more than I can withstand and retain my sanity. I ate a lot of pain killers. A lot.

I’ve been slogging through 10 or 25 years of collected crap that I don’t need and should probably burn anyhow, but the good news is that I’ve found stories, parts of stories, and poetry that I didn’t know or forgot that I’d lost. The neat thing about having such a horrid memory is that everything reads fresh and new even the 20th or so time around. I have learned one very valuable lesson in reading all these lost gems: I’m a dreadful story-teller. My greatest weakness? Endings. I suck at ending my stories.