The end

I write a monthly article for a magazine, Classical Singer. It’s fluff, mostly, but it’s been a great way of chronicling my adventures of the last year. In addition to impressing the hell out of my mom, I’ve become a better writer in the process. I even got to do a bit of (bad) reporting during the course of the year, a chance I might not have otherwise had.

But, alas, I just turned in my last article tonight. Despite the annoyance of deadlines during rehearsal periods, I’m a bit sad that that chapter in my life is over.