I got unconditional admittance to
Appalachian State's Master of Library Science distance learning
program (a fancy name for on-line classes) and will be starting
classes in January. I got a transfer of departments/promotion at
work. I am now a sales coordinator for Holiday Inn Express and
Hampton Inn Wilkesboro (they're both owned by a hospitality company
named Spectrum Hospitality Management), which means I have my first
ever office job and first salary job. Okay, it's only half office
work (which I am happy about) and the rest is setting up the
conference rooms for meetings, parties, and events and then making
sure the people are happy with everything.
The MLS program is only regionally
accredited, which means I can only get a job in NC or VA, so for the
foreseeable future I'm going to be within this general area (yes, for
me “general area” means anywhere within two states). Maybe the
far Northeast will have to wait for retirement or maybe after a few
years of experience some small-town library up there won't care about
the regionally accredited thing.
Between work and the MLS program, I
have the feeling I'm not going to have much of a social life for the
next two years...which I don't really have one now, so it won't be
much of a change. :)
I have about 20 pages of a middle
school/young adult story written and a couple pages of some other
stories started. I'm hoping to set a few hours aside each week to
write when I get my own apartment. No, you can't read them yet.
Stephen King told me you have to wait until the first draft is done
and I agree with him (I read a memoir by him about writing). Feel
free to try to pressure me to write and maybe I will.
Oh, and I got married and have 5 kids.
I know, it was a surprise to me too. Drank too much chocolate milk
one night and that's what happened. Perhaps that last sentence isn't
true, but I did get a plant and named her Cordelia. She's quite
pretty.
I hope all of you are well. I hope your
new year is filled with hope, with challenges and triumphs,
adventures and cozy moments, with acknowledgments of simple joys, and
love.
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