MFA in Creative Writing
Physical problems have made it pretty well impossible for me to make a living in the normal way, since I can only work a few hours a day before all my joints show why they've inspired a particularly awesome monster in my as-yet-unwritten MFA novel. I can still write; it's the mouse that's the problem.
So I've decided to get an MFA in Creative Writing. Along with my decade-plus years of editorial experience, this should qualify me to teach writing at the college level. Yay! I start at the end of this month.
In the meantime, here is a short story:
I pinched the skin between my eyes, took three deep breaths, and cursed Merlin for choosing me to be this year's financial wizard. "No, no, no," I told the dragon once again, "you're not listening. If you hoard your gold, it won't accrue any interest. You need to invest."
So I've decided to get an MFA in Creative Writing. Along with my decade-plus years of editorial experience, this should qualify me to teach writing at the college level. Yay! I start at the end of this month.
In the meantime, here is a short story:
I pinched the skin between my eyes, took three deep breaths, and cursed Merlin for choosing me to be this year's financial wizard. "No, no, no," I told the dragon once again, "you're not listening. If you hoard your gold, it won't accrue any interest. You need to invest."