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	<title>Comments on: Embracing your writerliness</title>
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		<title>By: Campy &#171; She Started It</title>
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		<dc:creator>Campy &#171; She Started It</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] Victoria Mixon&#8217;s link to this article doesn&#8217;t tell me anything I don&#8217;t already know, but it depresses me just the same even though I&#8217;ve no interest in getting an MFA. I have taught in MFA programs for many years now, and I begin my first class of each semester by looking around the workshop table at my students&#8217; eager faces and then telling them they are pursuing a degree that will entitle them to nothing. I don&#8217;t do this to be sadistic or because I want to be an unpopular professor; I tell them this because it&#8217;s the truth. They are embarking on a life in which apprenticeship doesn&#8217;t mean a cushy summer internship in an air-conditioned office but rather a solitary, poverty-inducing, soul-scorching voyage whose destination is unknown and unknowable. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Victoria Mixon&#8217;s link to this article doesn&#8217;t tell me anything I don&#8217;t already know, but it depresses me just the same even though I&#8217;ve no interest in getting an MFA. I have taught in MFA programs for many years now, and I begin my first class of each semester by looking around the workshop table at my students&#8217; eager faces and then telling them they are pursuing a degree that will entitle them to nothing. I don&#8217;t do this to be sadistic or because I want to be an unpopular professor; I tell them this because it&#8217;s the truth. They are embarking on a life in which apprenticeship doesn&#8217;t mean a cushy summer internship in an air-conditioned office but rather a solitary, poverty-inducing, soul-scorching voyage whose destination is unknown and unknowable. [...]</p>
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