Is college holding me back?

College should be helping me, right? But why do I feel like it’s holding me back?

Instead of writing short stories, I’m writing essays over British poems. Instead of editing my novel, I’m learning about different Japanese grammar points. I’m not making connections in the writing world. Instead, I’m worried about my two handwritten finals.

In a way, college is great. I love my creative writing workshops. Some say my writing has improved since I got here. I see that too sometimes. It’s great to be around other writers with their own perspectives and knowledge.

That greatness is only a fraction of my college career though.

I want more time to work on my short stories and novels. If I had more time to work on my blog, perhaps I can get my name out there more. But time is against me until the next break.

But life is not white or black; life is gray. It’s not one or the other, but a mixture of both. College has to be that way too. Gray.