Good news, and bad news. Good news: I got a job. I am going to be a part-time teaching assistant at a non-profit afterschool program. I don’t love the hours since it will prevent me from optimizing time with my kids. However, it will be good to start doing something again. It will be good to be doing one of the things I am passionate about education.
Bad news: While I’ve been writing a lot, I haven’t been able to get a single publication. I’ve gotten four rejections, three pending, and one workshop application under review. It echoes March for me when I got rejected from all the programs I applied for my MFA. I have eight people willing to write me letters of rec this year, so I’m more afraid than ever to misplace their faith in me. I know I’ve got some issues with my writing, but I just can’t fix them until I can dive into the deep end. I feel like I have the tools and the vision, but I just can’t build the thing because I don’t know how.
I know that being a writer is a labor of love. I want to keep trying, but there’s so much dragging me down right now. I wish I had better news, but my new job is about it for the moment. If anyone has any hope to send my way, please do :)