No, it doesn't! I received a decent yet disappointing grade for a class I thought I'd mastered, and just before I burst into tears I realized that school doesn't matter for me any more - I've graduated! - and it didn't matter, or the grades didn't, when I was still a student. Particularly with the writing classes - I've never bothered to pander to the department, and I'm proud to be producing things they dislike or exhibit indifference to, because I never wrote for them and I never will, and I don't measure my success or my personal fullfilment by their standards. This, more than the technical elements, is what a writing degree has taught me most.
I'm eating curly fries and fish sticks for the third evening in a row.
An interview at a new bookstore is scheduled for next week, and there's a couple other prospects as well. Heard from an acquaintance that Poland is a good place to teach English. Am reminded of the greatest Calvin quote of them all: "Krakow. Krakow Krakow Krakow."
Posted by joy at April 28, 2005 8:31 PMI just applied for government jobs! Ack! I had to go through and list every fucking course I've taken back to the dawn of the goddam writing degree. Now I'm going to drink gin and work on my story.
Posted by: ben at April 28, 2005 9:59 PMWant to come on a picnic this weekend?
Posted by: ben at April 28, 2005 9:59 PMYes! Where's the picnic? What should I bring?
Posted by: Joy at April 29, 2005 7:37 AMi never wrote for my profs, and sometimes my grades suffered as a result. sometimes i deliberately wrote extremely disturbing material for their marking 'pleasure' just to prove how much i would not toe their party line.
you're right, it completely doesn't matter, and good on you for getting thru university with your own views and opinions intact!
Posted by: clint at May 4, 2005 9:43 AM