A Quick Update

Greetings.

I have completed my BA in English with a creative writing focus. There was only a two week period of downtime between that graduation and the beginning of my low-res MFA program, which starts tomorrow. However, instead of using that time to get my socials in order and work on my now entirely self-motivated work schedule, I instead decided to severely sprain my foot to the point of not being able to put any weight on it, and then, upon finally seeking help, discover that, in addition to the sprain, it also has arthritis, which is apparently something you can physically see on an x-ray. Upon these self  discoveries, it then felt like being almost entirely bedridden for two weeks and doing jack-all squat was the more rebellious choice. What can I say, I slowly drag myself along to the beat of my own drum.

So that's where I am now. In the near future, when the screaming pain has subsided more, I will be updating my socials which includes this blog, Substack, Instagram, and my very old, very sad Facebook business page. Lol, Facebook. Can you imagine. 


Until then, 
H

Hello. It is a new year, as some of you may have noticed. It is also my last semester at CSU-P. I am going to graduate this spring, come hell or no water (it's crispy around here atm). Because of this, expect an increase of nonsense in the second half of 2026. Why? Because I am a shocking genius. Let me explain.

I languished for years under the misleading appellation of "visual artist." I would say I half-assed my art career but that is an insult to those who have been victimized by the bootleg BBL industry. Half an ass is still something and being half-assed still requires effort. I put forth none. I no-assed it.

One thing I was particularly bad at, other than making art, was promoting myself. So when I went back to school I said to myself, "There's no way in HELL I'm going back for art. I'm going to do something completely different, something that will finally play to my strengths!" So I chose creative writing instead.

The hindsight is startling in its cruelty.

Because of course, even more so than with the visuality of arts and crafts, fostering a writing career absolutely depends on self-promotion. Ew! Turns out, I have made a completely lateral move and, unsurprisingly, one that did not include any magic fixing of the problems I already had. How to self employ? Self motivate? Self schedule? Fuck if I know still! But, unfortunately, I am finding myself out of further excuses to avoid trying. This is it! 

So prepare for the future of self promo on a quasi-regular basis starting, I don't know, July? August? 2028? Never?

Oh god, what have I done.

-Haley