sorry I’ve been M.I.A.
I’m sick. Nasty cold aggrivated by allergies. I got it before getting on the airplane Saturday morning. As in, I got it the night before, then overslept, and had to run to the gate at 5:45 a.m. and try not to get even sicker as we rode through turbulance and some kid puked in the aisle in front of me. Lovely.
Sarah Lawrence was cool but the amount of money I spent in just my 3 days in New York was a real eye opener to the reality I would be facing if I went to school up there, even if I lived near campus and got some meaningless job to support myself.
I took yesterday off of work to try to recover a little bit, and then grabbed Scott and jumped in my car and drove up to UNC Greensboro to meet the director and students up there. I’m on the waiting list – waiting for one person to drop their offer and I can get in. If I get in, I’m pretty much guaranteed some sort of Graduate Assistantship my first year, and then I can try to get on the staff of the Greensboro Review my second year. I’d probably still have to pay in-state tuition but my oh my is that cheap.
After meeting with the director and students, I got this swelling good feeling inside that I would totally fit in there and also be working with some of the smartest writers. Everyone has a different background – rocket scientist (aerospace engineer), playwrights, journalists (like me!), musicians – hardly any of their students come from an English degree. Greensboro is a bore but Scott and I both kind of sighed of relief at the idea of slowing down for a bit, spending only about $700 for a 3-bedroom house, and also being only an hour or so from the music scene in Chapel Hill.
So cross your fingers for me that I get into UNCG. It’s my top choice now and I can’t even consider the others anymore. As in, I may defer if I don’t get into UNCG this year.
More thoughts to come and I have a bunch of pictures from NY to post, too.
xo
