But something happens as time passes—as I drift further from a memory, as a fact is dislodged from the place it had once made sense. I begin to play with a fact: I pluck it out, examine it, and let it stand on its own. It is vulnerable: the context that hugged it is stripped away.
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Thoughts on the MFA: What I Did Wrong (and Right)
While I consider my MFA program as a learning stage in my writing life, and had some positive experiences, I wish I had done things differently.