A nay-saying turnip popped up in my pumpkin patch this last week.
Just “PLOP!” and the funky little root veg was there, spouting out doubt about grad schools, writing samples and recommendations.
And I’m going for a MFA just to “pad my obituary.” (True turnip thought.)
So, it took a bit of rooting to PLOP! out the tiring turnip and get back to work.
Apologies for the delay.
Blame the bud-less tuber in the bin.