adjective capable or worthy of being accepted.
Which is to say, I got into grad school.
I started putting this blog together at around a month ago just after I applied. I had a September 1st deadline for a January start and I honestly didn’t expect to hear anything before the middle of October. In the meantime I pressed ahead with the idea that I wanted a place to lay down some of my non-review kidlit (and non-kidlit) related thinking. I also sort of envisioned this blog as an occasional diary of my progress through school and all the ways various aspects of my life intersect through it. On a larger scale, this blog will be a bridge between my quasi amateur kidlit blogger self and (hopefully) my full-on post-graduate published author self.
I am nothing if not a grand schemer.
Early on I put up the story of my personal essay hell from high school and one from a job. I also tossed out the critical essay that I didn’t use because I screwed up on the requirements when I wrote it and tried something totally different at the very last minute. I knew at some point I’d post the writing samples I sent, but I was just superstitious enough to hold off until I was sure I was in. Later this week I’ll drop the personal essay that I used, this weekend I’ll follow up with the critical essay that I did send.
It hasn’t sunk in that I made it, or at least it doesn’t feel different. Yet. At some point it’s going to hit me that I got what I wished for and we all know how careful we have to be about these things we wish for. Even when we earn them. I’m looking forward to this with a mild glee now that I’m sure will become sheer terror come the first day of classes. Or as I have to remind myself at times it’s not fear, it’s excitement!
I’ll be attending classes here, for those who are interested. Yes, I’m excited!