My MFA program is just like high school. There are cliques, excess drinking, jerks, and amazingly wonderful people. But unlike high school, we all want to be there. At least I assume $6000+ a semester indicates that. Some of us will live our dreams. Most will not. I’m not sure what my dreams are any more. I have a book coming out soon. But I’m accepting things as they come. And I’m learning. If I never do another thing in the literary world, I’ll still be happy. But I think I’m meant to continue. I’m kinda’ like the literary version of Kanye right now. The Kanye of eight years ago when he was first making himself known as a rapper. And even though my SWAG is more subtle, I think people are starting to know who Daniel Romo is.
Class of 2012