I just dropped off the physical copy of my transcript that I had to go pick up at CNM after the one the sent electronically couldn't be found by UNM and received the wonderful news that it will take two weeks to process. That's another two weeks before I can enroll in classes and another two weeks before I'll be able to get any sort of financial aid. I did drop off some more applications but the general consensus seems to be that "we'll need some people after the fall term starts up again next month."
Okay, I get it. I'm taking a vacation.
I just have to decide if I want to head west for beaches or north to visit friends in Denver that I was supposed to see in April or May. I may be able to catch a ride with friends in one direction or the other to jump start the trip. I just can't imagine staying in Albuquerque another month with no way to make money; I'm so broke I can't even wash my clothes! I had to wash panties in the bathtub just to have clean underwear. I mean, I have food and a place to stay, but that sort of life will make me suicidal; being on the road for a little while will force me to fend for myself and at least I'll be hanging around some place new.
On a more positive note, I have been working a lot on the novel. I wrote four pages last night (roughly 1000 words) and I have a pretty solid plan that I can follow to easily complete the first draft if I stick to it. After such a long time with no idea how I was going to finish the second half of the story, it's a relief. I can't say that it's the best writing I've ever done, but it'll give me a solid basis for rewriting later. And my cousin may be able to offer help with finding a publisher after I finish, having already published a book of erotic poetry herself (that's right, I come from a famous literary family!).
Okay, I get it. I'm taking a vacation.
I just have to decide if I want to head west for beaches or north to visit friends in Denver that I was supposed to see in April or May. I may be able to catch a ride with friends in one direction or the other to jump start the trip. I just can't imagine staying in Albuquerque another month with no way to make money; I'm so broke I can't even wash my clothes! I had to wash panties in the bathtub just to have clean underwear. I mean, I have food and a place to stay, but that sort of life will make me suicidal; being on the road for a little while will force me to fend for myself and at least I'll be hanging around some place new.
On a more positive note, I have been working a lot on the novel. I wrote four pages last night (roughly 1000 words) and I have a pretty solid plan that I can follow to easily complete the first draft if I stick to it. After such a long time with no idea how I was going to finish the second half of the story, it's a relief. I can't say that it's the best writing I've ever done, but it'll give me a solid basis for rewriting later. And my cousin may be able to offer help with finding a publisher after I finish, having already published a book of erotic poetry herself (that's right, I come from a famous literary family!).
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