Absolutely, V.J! What I admire, is that you’re taking the course – it takes guts to formally study what you’ve been doing for years. We should never stop learning. I took myself to Uni at the age of 48 – imagine how embarrassed I was, especially as I had been working professionally as a writer. Well done and keep going!
I’m not accustomed to this level of praise from anyone but my husband. My professor isholding out my short story to the rest of the class, my√++ a loud red against the white paper. It’s screaming, “loved it” almost literally, because that’s what he’s written next to my grade.
“Look at the format. This is what you need to do. The heading there, in MLA. And it’s six pages, so now what? She just has to hand in four more and BOOM! she’s done with her portfolio.”
I can’t make eye contact with anyone, barely even my friends. I don’t know if I’m smilingor just red and blotchy. If I am smiling, there’s a good chance it looks arrogant and cockeyed because I can’t tell if I’m pleased or I want to vomit because I’m embarrassed. I thrive on positive encouragement. In fact, I can take nearly any criticism if…
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