It’s the end of the year and the past few weeks have been crazy.  I have been working on two papers, reading for three classes, reading stories for my writing workshop, deciding on submissions for the literary magazine Ozone Park, working, and trying to complete my own writing and reading projects.

I had forgotten how much work school was.

I’ll admit, I do miss my days of going home from work and deciding what I want to do, but I enjoy going to school and like to be busy, so it is what it is.

There has been some self-doubt these past few weeks.  I’m not worried about getting all of the work done.  I know I can do it.  I’m worried about producing a quality product.  No one wants to write a 20-page paper that’s terrible right?  And I haven’t written a critical essay in years.

There’s just so much to do.  I have to start planning for next semester.  It’s time to start trying to figure out how to make things fall into place next year.  And, I have so many writing projects that I want to finish in 2012.

All of my classmates are talking about how much work they have to do so it’s not just me.

I don’t necessarily enjoy doing all of this work, but I like having lots to do.  Reading, writing, thinking, learning.  If this is what I get to do, then all of this homework (and stress) may be worth it.