Lydia writing to St. Lydia
I have a master’s degree. That means I stayed in school even longer than I had to because it really was THAT fun to be an English major. And while I adored all those hours spent wallowing in poetry and critiquing critiquers, I find that no amount of graduate education saves you from the learning curve. Life goes on moving, around you, beside you, through you, and there is always something more you need to know. Such as, for example, that your car won’t turn on if you don’t leave it in “park,” or that not all underdogs are worth rooting for, or that you can insert a picture into a blog post. See, up there? Right in the post. Learning how to do this small thing made me happy because although I love words, I still secretly believe that pictures are more powerful. Sometimes.
