First entry of a new journal. This journal seems too beautiful for my words. Mike gave it to me for X-mas last year.
I’m in the midst of comps right now — not what I thought they’d be because some of the questions are so formal. I’m trying to write about my own work and its influence, but it’s been difficult under the contraints of these questions.
I met with Kathleen last weekend, and surprisingly she really liked my poems. She’s never been so positive about my work which makes me wish she was around more this semester. The whole MFA thing is coming to an end. I wish I had one more semester to really work on everything and read more.
*Note: This is the first/last entry of journal 17 ( March 9, 2008-February 27, 2013)