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I just completed and submitted my application for the MFA program at San Francisco State (one day before the deadline!). Phew!
Regardless of whether I get in (chances are very very very very slim), it was a heartening if exhausting lesson in asking for help and getting it. My undergraduate advisor, who I'd lost touch with for about six years, cheerfully wrote a letter of recommendation, as did local poet-mentor Sarah Rosenthal, despite the fact that I asked both of them about a week before Christmas. I would have killed me had I been in their shoes. Sarah also took quite a bit of time out of her incredibly hectic life to critique my statement of purpose and help me put the poems in my writing sample into a strategic order. I doubt either Sarah or George (my undergrad advisor) ever has or ever will read my blog, but just in case: THANK YOU SARAH AND GEORGE!
Anyhow, all of this to say sorry for the long silence. I promised myself I wouldn't let blogging distract me, and I kept my promise. It worked. I imagine that if I am someday reincarnated as even blue-green algae, I will still be able to recite every word in my statement of purpose.


4 Comments:
How many 'very's' there?
I wouldn't be at all surprised if you get in with high recommendations from the reviewers.
Jay--
Let us see the statement of intent!
M
Thanks much, Laura -- I hope you're right!
Michael - I put a lot of time in on it, but I'm not especially proud of it. It turned out to be much more of a challenge to state everything in 3-5, 12 pt double-spaced pages than I'd anticipated. I'll consider posting it, though . . .
Jay
Oh please...
They are going to read something Jay has writen and look at each other with that "I think we just discovered Archimedes' Palimpsest" look, then one will say to the other, "Lets just print up his diploma now and give him the summa cum laude cord while were at it...Oh! and maybe I can have him teach my class for a week or two so I can go to the Poconos."
The End.
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