This summer, I go where I belong. I’ve already met so many people in my new cohort who have the same funky loves and ideas and heroes that I do. My professors are some of the coolest people out there. And everyone is so friggin’ nice.
Affordable, flexible and, above all, eager to have me—they wrote regularly and encouraged me in so many wonderful ways—Stony Brook's MFA won out.
I am a woman blessed with default happiness. I wake up every morning happy. I end every day in my bed happy. The only things that interfere with this general state of happiness are temporary, situations and events in my life. I used this knowledge coupled with the fact that time always passes faster when you have something to look forward to to develop a plan. Thought by thought, I threaded together my own lifeline: I would apply to creative writing MFA programs.
I knew UVA was the right place for me when I emailed questions to four current students and received informative, enthusiastic replies from all of them within hours; what they said in those emails helped me make my decision. When I received an offer a couple of weeks later, I accepted.