Greetings to all of you who still occasionally peruse this page,

As you may have noticed, I've practically slipped off the face of the Earth. Apologies. I am taking four English classes this semester, which is eating into much of my free time. What free time I have left is devoted to knitting, activism of the strangest stripe, making connections with IRL people, and oh yeah, trying to at least write a little.

I am beginning my latest transitions. I'm a junior now, and am starting to think about going to grad school for Lit, perhaps to become a professor of sorts, whether teaching literature, or maybe I'll detour into a MFA in Creative Writing and start teaching writing classes. Also, things with my boyfriend are becoming fairly serious, to the point where we are discussing moving in together, and starting a life with each other (and yes, the M word has been tossed about a bit. We'll see if we can coexist in the same house first). It's rather odd, as I never thought I would reach this level of love and security with another person. I always assumed that I would have lovers, but it would be a fluid situation. Now it looks like I'm already deep in the bounds of monogamy. Oh, irony.

It's amazing that when I was first banging out poems on this site, I was 15, horrifically depressed, and writing the kind of wrist-slashing work that would make VampireFreaks and much of the emo contingent on this site proud. Now I'm considering that a past, necessary and very painful phase of my life that is closed, and I can settle into trying to find a creatively viable and happy life at 21. 6 years is a really freakin' long time to do things in one place, and I'm still here. Well, sort of.

Hope all is well with you,

~ C