I know I said I was on blog hiatus until further notice.  But I am realizing that I have too much come to rely on blogging and the connection to the writing world it brings me to do that.  (For very long, at least.)

It’s Friday.  I have a long list of things to do today.  But what do I want to do instead of all the things I should be doing?

I want to read and write.  I won a grab-bag of ARCs (plus a copy of Bright Young Things by Anna Godbersen) from a Twitter contest the other day.  Those arrived this week and they’re so shiny sitting there on my counter right now.  I will read them.  This weekend perhaps.  Stay tuned.  (Also, I may be reinstating the Author’s Bookshelf section of this blog.  Still debating that one.)

I’m more than halfway through my internship at the magazine.  I’ve been looking for a job to fill the space that my internship’s end will leave.  Trying to find a job that I can use those skills gained at the magazine for is proving rather a challenge.  Prayers are appreciated as I need this to come together rather quickly.

On that note, I feel I should clarify.  Well, not really clarify so much as explain.  I have decided to no longer pursue any further schooling for the time being.  It’s really time for me to be moving on.  I am at great risk of becoming a forever-student.  You know the type, always pursuing some sort of degree, racking up more debt or starving themselves in order to pay for everything.  I can totally sympathize with them.  I know what the real draw is in that.  (Aside from the wanting to learn more part.)

Someday I may decide to pursue a doctorate in English.  We shall see.  It’s hard to know.  For now, I’m just trying to work up the courage to call the two literary agencies I sent my resume to.  I know following up is the protocol to follow, but it doesn’t make it any easier for me to do.  I love being social, I love talking to people, but opening the door for major rejection like that over the phone is just something that never gets easier.