Springtime Sneak Preview

It's a beautiful day here in East Stroudsburg: the sun is shining, and some of the ice is melting. I know it can't last, and we'll probably have another snow storm before spring really comes, but it seems like nature has tossed us this weekend as a reminder that this misery will break soon. I'm trying to work on a short story for the Kenyon Review fiction contest for writers under 30. There's a 1200-word limit, which is tough, but the other night I came up with an idea that would only work in a shorter format. It's a story in the future-tense and second-person, which I think would get really old fast if it was a longer story. It also personifies states of emotion as the protagonist's companions as he goes through his day. At the end, it's going to be about a break-up and how that ends a person's sense of being pluralized, if that makes any sense. I'll post it here when it's done.

In the meantime, I've been working on articles for my writing job. My March article is due tomorrow, so it should be a busy day. I will probably take a half-day tomorrow to finish it up.

I'm hoping I start hearing from graduate schools soon. The suspense is killing me.