On One Hand

March 28, 2006

On The Line

Filed under: Uncategorized — ononehand @ 9:21 pm

I currently have an edtior application sent to the faculty advisor of the Campus Press. If they don’t pick me as editor I doubt I’ll stay as a reporter. I know I did a poor job on the application, which was in the form of a personal letter, but by the time I realized how much better I could have done the deadline had passed. Here’s to hoping I am selected as an editor anyway.

I also have an application sent to CU’s Creative Writing program, and if they pick me I’ll be double-majoring in creative writing now in addition to journalism and my religious studies minor. I told my Creative Nonfiction instructor I was nervous about my application, and she said “you’re a good writer, Matt, they’d be stupid not to pick you.” Here’s to hoping she was right. Update Friday, April 07: I got in

Thirdly, I have sent a manuscript to the Suspect Thoughts online journal. I changed the title, “Billy,” to “Portrait of a Lonely Stranger” to fit the next issue’s “still life” theme. If they select it, I will finally be published somewhere besides newspapers. Here’s to hoping they’ll publish the story.

I am about to apply to the Jack Kerouak School of Disembodied Poets, a summer writing program at Naropa University (Boulder’s Buddhist university) founded by the late poet Allen Ginsberg. The program is very elite and would look great on a resume, and would offer productive workshops to boost my writing skills. Here’s to hoping I find an application and turn it in on time.

Last semester I submitted several poems to the CU undergrad creative writing journal, and though they weren’t my best poems, someone might be interested anyway. They’ll soon announce which poems they took. It isn’t that important to me, but here’s to hoping they pick at least one of my poems.

Clay is in Mexico for spring break, where he will “see if he misses me,” and, as he explained to me, decide whether our problems can be overcome and if we can continue working out a meaninful relationship. I have never loved anyone as much as I love him right now. I don’t know if that’s a lot, but it feels like a lot. I haven’t been able to sleep a full night without Clay with me. Here’s to hoping Clay can’t sleep a full night either without me there. Update Friday, Apr 07: Things with Clay and me are very good



  1. best of luck for the various jobs and such writing stuff.

    and about clay, i hear ya. keep me posted, and whatever happens is for the best.

    Comment by hurley_chik — March 29, 2006 @ 6:23 am | Reply

  2. ugh, clay sounds like an ass….truly honest, which is a trait rarely found, but in a painful way

    Comment by volatile_freq — March 30, 2006 @ 2:01 am | Reply

    • He’s not an ass! I don’t know how to explain him. I think it’s mostly me, everyone thought my ex boyfriend was an ass too and there’s no way I came across two assholes in a row like that. I guess it’s just the way I describe my boyfriends, because Clay really is a sweet guy.

      Comment by ononehand — March 30, 2006 @ 2:05 am | Reply

      • everyone makes their boyfriends sound like jerks, if you didn’t, other ppl would try to steal them, its a defense mechanism…
        g’luck ect.
        ~ sam

        Comment by Anonymous — March 30, 2006 @ 4:43 pm

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