Sheesh, weeks have gone by since I last even looked at this blog.
I spent most of September in a frenzy of writing and editing and filling out paperwork for the Vermont Studio Center deadline on October 1. As part of that process, being plagued with self-doubt and generally freaking out also took up quite a bit of my time. But I got it all done and everything was submitted (with a few days to spare, even).
The next step is to wait 8-12 weeks to find out if I got accepted. Whatever! It's out of my hands now.
Of course, I'm hoping they do accept me. But even if not, I feel like the application process in and of itself was a productive experience. It basically forced me to think about nothing but writing for a while. Not just my writing sample, but writing as a concept, or a lifestyle, or whatever. When people asked what I was up to, I would tell them I was working on this application, and that started some interesting conversations about creativity that probably never would have happened otherwise.
I was chatting with a friend of a friend who did a residency at VSC last year, and she said the most important thing she got out of it wasn't so much the writing, but the "writer-ing." Namely, meeting and hanging out with other writers, talking about each other's work, and so forth. Immersing herself in a writing culture, I guess you could say. Going to this residency would be a great way to do that, of course, but whether I get accepted or not, I need to work on finding ways to connect more with a writing culture in my everyday life.