re-jec-ted

A few months ago I sent in an application to a near-by graduate school. Years ago I thought about pursuing a MFA in Creative Writing, but I never applied anywhere. This year I was determined to apply to at least one program to see if I could get in.

Well, I received a letter from them today. As soon as I saw the thin, business-sized envelope, I knew it was a rejection letter. Acceptance letters tend to come in big packets. A quick scan confirmed it was true...they said they only accept 6 in the fiction department every year. I don't know how many people apply to the program, but 6 is quite a small number.

I was discouraged for a few minutes. Rejection never feels good, but it didn't really hurt. I wasn't sure if the MFA program was right for me. I wasn't sure if I was ready for the classroom again. I guess I won't have to worry about that anymore. I'll take my education the old fashioned way...by writing, submitting, and writing some more. You know what...that's fine with me.