…Now what? You’re probably asking yourself:
What is the value of my life if I can’t even get into
a single MFA program?
Why did I spend all that money on a
hopeless dream?
How will I transform the world
and influence future
generations
if my words can’t
even connect with
admissions
committees?
How relevant
is my work if
I don’t have
an MFA to
back up what
I’m saying?
How
will I
continu
e facing
my boss
and
cowork
ers past
April
15?
No matter how delusional these questions sound, they are all valid. Only we know how much we want this degree, this opportunity, this sense of validation. We believe our work will flourish in this Midwestern city. Or that the faculty from this low-res program are the reason I exist. Or that my characters live in New York; I should, therefore, live in New York. Whatever your reasons…
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