11-30-03

I am writing a college entrance essay. It asks for " . . .reasons for your decision to attend the ***** BA program, your reasons for choosing a particular area of concentration, your past independent learning experiences, and your community participation experiences . . ."

They want no more than four pages. The so-called independent learning experiences alone could take up four pages. Do I write about jumping over the wrong wall in Morocco and landing face to rifle barrels? My marriage? My years doing research in and around DC? Egypt? Japan? Belgium? (True quote from French lady in Brussels at the international airport, "Ma doe-TARE? She marry a Bel-jaan. Worst mistake of 'er laafe.") The bikers? The diplomats? The strippers? My first try at college?

Gah. All I can do is continue with the shitty first draft, and hope that it's compost for a rich and tasty feast of words that the admissions committee will find delicious and worthy of praise. Or something high-falutin' like that.

Now it's time for a glass of wine and a slow drift into the land of dreams.

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