After today, it's officially over.
Today I can still say I AM a Knight Fellow in Community Journalism at the University of Alabama and The Anniston Star.
Tomorrow the verb changes to WAS. Grades have been posted (4.0, thank you very much)and the diploma gets mailed next month.
Already I've been shut out of the UA electronic library system. That hurt.
Yes, I left Alabama almost three weeks ago. Turned in the final version of my master's project (Title: Community Journalism and the Community's Youngest Readers: A Study to Determine the Extent of Newspaper Content Directed toward Readers in Grades 2 through 8) on July 24, packed up, shipped off, yard-saled, and gave away the rest on the 25th & 26th, and left on July 27. Took a side trip to North Carolina and arrived home on August 3.
It was a really good year.
But now it's over.
Today's StoryPeople story reads:
I used to wait for a sign, she said, before I did anything. Then one night I had a dream & an angel in black tights came to me & said, you can start any time now, & then I asked is this a sign? & the angel started laughing & I woke up. Now, I think the whole world is filled with signs, but if there's no laughter, I know they're not for me.
So now I'm listening for laughter, ready to start any time now.
Anyone need a journalist out there?