“I hear you just finished your writing degree,” she said and took my pulse.
“Yeah. Finished a couple of weeks ago. At The New School,” I replied.
“Hmmm,” she said and nodded. “I got a creative writing degree there about ten years ago. Now I do this for a living.”
Isn’t an acupuncturist supposed to make you feel relaxed, not cause you to question your life decisions? I guess I should get used to it.
But other than that, things are going well. Had a graduation party over the weekend that Matt Kressel was good enough to post some photos of. I got some very cool gifts that will help immensely with the writing process: an illustrated Strunk and White, a retro ink pen, a ream of printer paper inscribed with the touching words “get to work bitch!”, and – what every writer needs – several bottles of excellent quality tequila.