I am staying in school, however, as long as I get accepted into the program I'm looking at. There's a M.F.A. Creative Writing program offered by the English department and the thesis would be a novel. I was joking with a friend today that I could just save the three years, give them the novel and ask for my degree. *grin* Seriously, it would be writing and teaching creative writing. I love teaching others, its just not something I have a chance to do a lot of in my life right now. Although one of my co-workers likes to bring her daughter to work and leave the kid outside in the restaurant part of the bowling alley while she's working and the daughter sometimes needs help with her homework. I've helped her out once, I know some other folks have too, but I've never seen the parents do it.
So I might be messaging people to ask if they'd be willing to read the first chapter of the novel, the submission piece I'm using for the program. I'm not sure who, if anyone, I want to have read it - well save one who has agreed to help me with my UK lingo - but I know that my online friends are by far the most familiar with my writing and style.
Now that the long rant is over - sheesh - I got bit by a short plot bunny during Miami tonight. It kind of continues Quandry from last season. The story isn't done at this point, but it will be posted before I head to bed. I don't have a title yet, so I guess just look on the most recent page. I haven't posted/updated in over a week, so it should be easy to find.
**Edit - The title is Zilch. That also completes my quest to write a story with a title of every letter of the alphebet.**