I've gone through a lot, but I'm finally starting to get back on track. I have a good direction, and a good amount of progress moving forward. I have two semesters left, then I'm going to be done with school. I'm not going to do grad school, no matter how much my mother tries to push it. Honestly, I'm ready to be done. I don't see the point in continuing after all this.
I've been going to college since the Summer of '11. Technically I was taking college classes in '09/'10 because of dual credit classes. I still haven't taken as long as my dad was in college. 9 years and he was 1 class from his masters, but he didn't do it for whatever reason.
I dunno, a lot of my friends graduated this summer, one of whom is going on to do grad school. I'm super proud of her, but I'm just not that into it for me. What I want to do doesn't require any of that. It requires me to stop writing this journal and get back to working on my book(s). I'm super close to finishing another book. At the same time I'm working on a collaborative novel with Fenny-Fang that's really close to completion. Crossing fingers for getting it to beta readers soon! You'll all know when that comes out. We're never going to shut up about that.
Honestly, the amount it's grown in the past few years is just staggering. We're ready to roll out on the rest of the series now that we've got the handle on this first one. It'll be super easy to get the rest done.
It's crazy to think about that, but I mean, it's what I've always wanted. It's my dream, and it could actually be happening before I graduate from college. I'll have a bachelors in Communication (focus in Journalism) and an associates in Business administration. My goal is to move out around that time. If you knew the situation you'd probably head for the hills. It's less obvious what the problems are, and I'm so used to them, I thought some of them were normal.
Anyway, if you made it this far, congratulations, you deserve a cookie.
TL;DR: Uh, stuff. And things. Writing books, buy them when they're out.