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The Writing Journey

The messages from my publisher usually are short and to the point. My heart skips a beat each time I see her name pop up on my messages. In February of this year, I had plans. I renewed my passport. I was to apply for a visa. I had a mental map of the places…

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YWW: The End

We milled around a small table. Suitcase, backpacks, bulky handbags on the floor around us. I was leaving and trying to hug everyone in my group. I left feeling dazed, not quite sure what I was feeling. The suitcase rattled behind me, its wheels doing overtime as I walked on the cobbled walkways of Stiles…

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YWW: Session II – Day Three

As much as I sound like a broken record, today has been an intense and long day. We did workshop the last set of essays in the morning and had a fascinating discussion on the publishing world after. There were two craft talks. One by Allegra Goodman (who is super good at what she does)…

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YWW: Session II – Day 2

Today has been the longest of the past ten days. I am back in my room exhausted from all the writing, reading, engaging, critiquing and socializing. My group gave feedback on a piece on motherhood I had written. The stack of papers on my desk is overwhelming. I feel like even if I took a…

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YWW: Session II – Day 1

After what I call a break that was not really a break, I started the day by reading four essays, critiquing two and managing to be at lunch to meet with my new group. I turned to the woman on my left and introduced myself only to find she was Hallie Ephron, a mystery writer…

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YWW: Day Five

We sat in a circle around the table, a good twenty-five of us. We took turns reading from our work. A few were dramatic, some understated, a good number poignant. I finished reading knowing I aced it. The afternoon we listened to editors from literary magazines offer up tips. We sat as agents shared dos…

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YWW: Day Four

Sometimes you spend a couple of days with people and you find the pictures of them you had in your imagination are turned on its head. I went into the workshop with a patchwork of images I had gleaned from their writing. Angsty, Goofy, Raw, Masterful, these were some of the terms that I used…

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YWW: Day Three

Today was a light day with just the workshop in the morning and then a longish break until faculty readings in the evening. I got to meet with my mentor one on one and we went over my submission. I am still undecided as to how it went but there were so many other things…

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YWW: Day Two

I woke up without an alarm for the second day running just birdsong and a quietude that is precious because I know it is limited. When I first mulled staying in a dorm, I worried about the common showers. Today, I had it down pat. First one in, a quick shower reminiscent of my childhood…

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YWW: Day One

I had trouble falling asleep in a room that creaked and groaned like it was possessed. I woke up to birdsong. A half hour later I was showered and out on the streets looking for coffee at the ungodly hour of 6:30 AM. The grocery store nearby had weak coffee and lukewarm bagels and I…

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YWW Journal: Prep Work

My heart skips a beat each time I see a red marker indicating emails in my account dedicated to writing-related stuff. With approximately 10 days to go before my workshop starts, I have been hearing from the instructors and part of my cohort. We each have been asked to submit a piece of work we…

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