When I teach creative-writing classes and workshops, I'm often asked, as most writers are at some point, about the worthiness of MFA programs.
Michael Chabon's excellent column this month tackles this question in a fascinating way. As one of the middle-aged workshop women with mortgages and marriages he writes about (not at UC Irvine) I enjoyed hearing what the "little shit" (his description, not mine) had to say.
(Thanks to Bookslut for the heads-up.)
