Every new beginning...

It's officially summer. It has been nearly three weeks since my last day of work. I'm all but moved out of my apartment. I'm sitting on my parents' couch in my underwear watching the third major championship of the golf season at 2:30 in the afternoon. My days are mostly planned around the Major League Baseball television schedule. If that's not summer, I don't know what is.

In September, I'll begin work on a Masters of Fine Arts in Creative Writing with a specialization in Fiction Writing at Northwestern University. Because I can only watch so much golf, listen to so much Tony Kornheiser, and read so much Cormac McCarthy in a day, I thought I would start a blog to get myself back into the routine of daily writing.

What follows will be an account of my quotidian moving and musing for your casual perusing. I hope you enjoy.

M