Nov 21, 2006, 11:58 AM
Post #16 of 79
Sigh. A chick in a Buffy shirt who writes 5,000 word sentences with footnotes-- where else can you meet such people but in a writing program?
Re: [Junior Maas] MFA programs in Arizona
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Alright, so apparently DFW graduated in 1987 and they've had some staff turnover since then--and even if they hadn't, whose to say a set of faculty might not evolve with the literary times? (especially if they'd gotten some gentle ribbing from a subsequently famous alum?)
At a glance: Arizona is a two-year program in a good-looking, artistically-inclined, million-person metropolitan area, with some opportunity for funding via TAships, some minor scholarships ($300-$500), and a chance at one of six annual $25,000 fellowships (one year only, I think, though I couldn't find any specific information). The staff appears to range from fully competent to potentially brilliant with the usual array of pushcart prices, best American short story appearances, and published novels. There is prestige and tradition, here, and a nice little history of published authors of some acclaim (as varied as DFW, Richard Russo, and Robert Boswell).
This one has all the hallmarks of a top 20 program, and that's what I'm going to call it until someone can convince me otherwise.
(and thanks much to jstgerma for the insights from inside the program.)
Hi again. Sorry if I wasn't clear. I just want to say I have no first hand knowledge of Arizona, just a generalized fear about all programs. My statement was only in regard to how I remember DFW's comments--from his essays, readings, and interviews--a few years ago! I'm not sure I'd call them damning, per se...and he was trying to be funny, as always. His stongest words did concern a kind of unbending allegiance by certain professors to rules with leaky logic. But who knows.
My pretend list is magical, hypothetical, and absolute. No rumors involved. I long for it after those wasted undergrad workshops--in which too many people--even teachers--tried to make every story--even the ones about robots!--into a Divorce & Cancer in Connecticut affair. Yikes. It's like, Dude, the chick in the Buffy shirt with the 5,000 word sentence with footnotes is not trying to be Raymond Carver. Deal with it!