Wouldja look at that?

Just look at it!


Kind of a strange cover, ya? Not sure who did it. There was no credit given inside the magazine.

What is it, you ask?  It’s The Lyricist, the literary magazine of my school!

Why am I posting a picture of the cover?  Because!  Look what’s inside!

"Lyricist" Table of Contents

7th line down 😀

Yup!  My name!  In a table of contents!  Mission accomplished.

If you want to read “Kristy” or “The Music“, never fear, just click on those names.  I have skillfully linked them to previous posts where I posted the poems.  So ya.  Happy Friday!  Maybe I’ll make a real post sometime soon, or something.


Magazine Entry


Yes, I am still alive.  School has kept me very busy, but now the semester is finally over and I can breathe a little.  I have until the first week of January to psych myself up for my heaviest semester ever: 20 credit hours.  If I make it through, I won’t have anything more than 16 hours for the rest of my college career, which is great, because next fall I start student teaching and I have a senior recital and all sorts of things going on.  So yay for planning ahead!  Yay for ridiculous over-loads!  Hahaha… (like my Education Psychology teacher always says, “You have to laugh because if you didn’t, you’d cry.”)

I’ve missed blogging, but sometimes you have to decide to miss things so that you won’t miss other things.  I’ve had a great couple of months participating in concerts and spending time with my friends.  It’s amazing how close you can get to people in just a couple years.  I can’t imagine what it will be like to graduate… I’m going to cry my eyes out, I’m sure.  It’s making me sad just thinking about it.  Let’s change the subject, quick!

This post is kind of like a trial run.  I’m trying to actually submit something to the literary magazine at my school.  Why?  Because.  I hide myself too much.  And this blog is not the only way that I’m trying to fix that.  Also, it’s possible I could win some money if they like what I send, but that’s not what I’m really going for here.  Just getting something published would be victory enough for me.  Now, as I have already pointed out, I’m not much of a poet, but I did find this:


My neighbor down the road had a horse. Continue reading