I had a compliment today that made me want to cry....

I was in my creative writing class and I told my Professor (Prof M) that "I think that my fiction writing is much better than my poetry."

So do you know what he says?

"I think you just proved that wrong today."

It was such a small sentence, but it meant so much. I'd submitted two new poems, one called "Case of an Ex," and another called "Untitled II," which I wrote over the weekend. He really did like them, yay!

My fiction I don't post on here because I don't want anything to interfere with my getting a book deal. I should be finished my manuscript in the spring. It owns me, my daylight hours and my dreams. Right now I am trying to balance apps for grad school with projects and papers, plus work.

I must write, though. It is my drug, my addiction, and hopefully one day if I'm lucky, it'll be my bread.

Night all...

Laura