I am looking at the light at the end of the tunnel. Is it opportunity coming my way or a train that will make a big mess of me all over the nice clean tracks? Tension is high but it is tempered by knowing that each passing day brings us closer to finishing the course. It is has been both an emotional and spiritual journey. I feel like a cork at a backyard wine bottling. Tossed about, soaked in learning and waiting to be rammed into a bottle of new experience. Of course, the next question is what will that be? Perhaps it will determine what I’ll be doing for the rest of my life? Pause for a drink. Ah, that’s better. The wheels in my poor little brain spin like supercharged hamsters. Employment wise I have found that I have apparently reached the stage of being over the hill. Forgive me Father it has been three years since my last job. Further study beckons as a safe haven. But perhaps I need to go back to the beginning of this latest academic endeavor to make sense of this blog? It was on a brilliant Sunday in the summer of 2011 that I learned about the BWAP course at NMIT (Northern Melbourne Institute of TAFE). My career had given me a mountain of writing experience but I knew very little about publishing. That did not stop me from seeking an interview with the Head of School at which I was able to persuade her to accept me as a student. I know for a fact that she thanks her lucky stars every day for making that decision. Three years on and I am studying Tender & Pitch, which should not be confused with the book or the film called Tender is the Night. Basically we have been taught how to sell ourselves in the teeming marketplace of writing and publishing. Dog eat dog is probably too mild a term to describe it. The lecturer is like one of those fashion photographers who croons and purrs at the models. That’s right baby show me a bit more author bio. Yeah. Come on you know it’s good. Now smoulder baby read your blurb. Hook me until I can take no more. Ooooh! That’s good, now drop some names. Names darling. That’s right. Alright big finish, whip out your bibliography and folio. Yeah. Yeah. Too much baby. I’m sold. Terrific the job is yours. Without realizing it, I have progressed from student writer/ publisher to budding professional.