It was a long week, one filled with grading and classes and more grading. But I'm about to begin a long weekend, so I think I'll be able to get ahead for once.
And, on Wednesday, I got this in the mail:
Try not to mind the creepy girl lurking in the background. It's a little strange getting my contributor's copies from River Teeth while we're in Spokane. My essay that's inside was inspired by my first visit to Washington at least five years ago. I wasn't in Spokane though. I was on the other side of the state in the Hoh National Rain Forrest watching an intentionally homeless bicyclist start a fire for me, my Aunt, and my cousin.
This was one of those essays that forces itself out of you--one that rolls around in your head at night until you finally just get out of bed and write it--so it makes me happy to know it has a home.