It used to be called Clarion East, but got moved to San Diego, so yeah, I’m going with Clarion SD for now (or UCSD? Maybe?). Anyway, I got accepted. I’m crazy excited. This is especially amusing considering my agony over whether to even apply or not and the fallout from that and then finally my decision to apply to Clarion SD.
Frankly, I didn’t think I’d get in. Not because my writing sucks (it doesn’t) but because “not sucking” is not enough. Hundreds if not more people apply each year and they only take 18. The math just wasn’t in my favor. But with the instructor list I couldn’t resist applying. I knew I’d kick myself if I didn’t try.
I tried. I succeeded. Crazy. I’m still reeling. For the first couple days I figured it was a mistake, they’d mixed me up with someone else. But that seems to have not been the case. It seems even in success the self-doubts that plague me still stick around, heh.
I don’t know about scholarship money yet. I’m only panicking a little. My husband and I talked it over and we’re going to do whatever we have to. I want this. This is the point in my career that Clarion will likely be of most value for me. I am big on continuing education and this is a huge opportunity to further my writing and my network of writer friends.
So yeah. I’m going to go dance or something and then go write like crazy because I need to sell some more stories. Meanwhile, if you want to help… I do have some e-books for sale. The links are in the “read my fiction” sidebar. Every penny helps and will go toward Clarion at this point. Thank you to those who have already bought (I crossed the 100 e-books sold mark at some point early this month) and to those while will in the future. It really does help.
Ok. Time to put on some Amanda Palmer and dance around a little. And then I’m going to work.