I am — hopefully, weather permitting — headed home from Vermont today, arriving somewhere this side of midnight. I should be back here sometime tomorrow, but it could be Thursday. Play nice.
While more than ready to go home at this point, I have to say that this has been the best residency of my MFA program yet, and so I am taking lots of things home with me to think about and attempt. Eighteen or so amazing lectures will do that. Conversations in the hallway and in workshop and over dinner will do it too. I’m sure I’ll have slightly more mixed feelings when I’m writing out the student loan payment checks in years to come, but for the moment I’m convinced this is the best investment I’ve ever made. I will admit to feeling some dread of the critical thesis semester before coming to Montpelier, even to a feeling of burnout… and yet, all that’s gone, and I’m left only with the desire to do the work. That is something akin to magic.
And it’s all because of the amazing faculty and students in this program. I can’t recommend it highly enough.
More coherent thoughts when I’m resettled. Maybe.