Reposted from the Writerly Habit

Just one week after finding out that I will be presenting at the University of Wyoming, I get a rejection letter from their MFA program. They had over 350 applicants for ten spots. I thought I would be depressed about it but I am fine with it. I knew the program was very competitive from the beginning. It is just a little ironic that I didn’t get accepted as a student but I am coming in as a lecturer.

I met with a teacher the other day and she said that schools on the east coast tend to be better. The major publishing houses are in Boston and New York. A lot of authors/editors/publishers live there and can take a train down to nearby schools. It may be better, for networking, to be on the coast anyhow.

I am waiting to hear back from Emerson, University of Notre Dame, and Colorado State University. It is a strange feeling to come to the end of my undergraduate program. I am not quite sure how to describe it. On a side note, my sister and I won the Cesar Chavez: Let Your Voices Be Heard scholarship. We’ll be presenting on March 9th at 3pm in the Kraemer Family Library apse (University of Colorado at Colorado Springs).

I have so much to get ready for and now it is midterms. I am also editing a poetry anthology. I feel like a madwoman. Ah well, it is good to go out with a bang right?