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| Fall, finally. |
I've been lax about blogging lately for a lot of reasons. I've been busy with grad school apps. I've got a self imposed deadline of November 5th (before I fly off to San Fran!) for having all of my applications finalized, so I can just hand off my CV and my personal statement to my letter writers, and smooth sailing from there. Fingers crossed, knocked wood, etc.
After that's over, I can get back to my other endeavors which means creeping myself out with Stephen King books.
I read On Writing the other month, which was amazing. Half-memoir half-writing-on-writing, it was wonderful and inspiring manual for any writer, reader, or liver of life. Which also made me realize that I had never read any of Stephen King's books. Since then I've made my way through Under the Dome and The Stand. (No small feat, The Stand was 1000+ pages.) I've started on The Cell, (cellphone induced zombie apocalypse yesssssss) but then I had bad dreams so I'm taking it as a sign to lay off the Stephen King. At least for a week, and at least for the nighttime hours.
Speaking of writing...
I've been writing a lot more in my journal. I'm not quite sure why--but there are things I'm just not quite ready to share yet. All the quiet smiles, the bumps of mini-heartbreaks. Figuring out what kind of girl I am. This morning, in a split second decision, as Lena asking about her heritage, Am I Chinese? Am I American? I told her that yes, you're Chinese, you're American, and you know what? You're also half Mexican.
I am! Lena answers so gleefully, I feel silly even being worried about it. But that's something I was thinking, Gosh, who can I tell about this moment. I don't need to tell anyone...but I just wanted to share it. What we choose to share. Hmm.
I've been watching this show Nashville, and it's really awesome. I've been listening to more country music now. So...there's that.
