Writing Program Update #1

One of the books on my reading list this semester is Amy Bloom's A Blind Man Can See How Much I Love You. So last night, I was checking a nearby library's online catalog database to see if they had it available. And they do!

In the large-print edition.

I love irony.

In other, rather shocking news, I sent in my second writing packet to my mentor EARLY. This is shocking because I am rarely early for anything, especially deadlines. (On time? Yes, definitely. Early? Not so much.) And the reason, of course, is that I am a highly skilled procrastinator. Give me a project, and I will find something else to do instead, in under five seconds. Flat.

So what happened to me this time? What combination of circumstances conspired to knock my normally late-running world off of its lazily lolling orbit?

Nothing, actually. I was still living up to my last-minute tendencies. See I thought my packet was due on the 22nd. So, of course, I sent it on Saturday (the last possible day before Monday). I ponied up for the Express Mail because that would guarantee it arrived at its destination by Monday at noon, ON TIME, thereby making me look like a paragon of industry and diligence.

Then I get a call from my mentor the next day, laughing at me and saying, "What are you doing?? Why did I just get your packet on a Sunday morning? You aren't even supposed to send it until Monday!"

Turns out my packet wasn't DUE on the 22nd, it just needed to be POSTMARKED by that date. (Which is actually a big relief, because I always thought it was a little unreasonable of the program to expect us to estimate when a packet would arrive at a mentor's house!)

On the other hand, I learned the (to me) completely amazing fact that the USPS actually delivers Express Mail on Sunday. Naturally, you can imagine how glad I am that I forked over $14.40 for that valuable lesson.

Oh well. It's not every day I can say that I came in ahead of schedule on something. Maybe that in itself is worth the almost $15.

Ha. No.