So, um. I seem to have been accepted into the Fall 2011 class of the Undergraduate Writers Workshop in Fiction at the Iowa Writers' Workshop
(part of the University of Iowa in Iowa City). The professor/instructor this term is James A. McPherson, who apparently won the Pulitzer Prize for fiction back in 1978 for his short story collection "Elbow Room." (Full disclaimer: I've never read any of his work, but I guess it must be good?)
The reason why I'm blogging about it right now isn't so much for the OMGYAY factor (though that's probably part of it, I'll admit) as for the HOSHIT WHAT part. The HOSHIT WHAT part comes in because this course was admission-by-application only, based solely on the submission of a short story sample, and my submission (because I had absolutely nothing else I could submit) was "In Search Of A Word: A Symphony Of First Times
That's right. The concertmaster!Sherlock AU was read by a Pulitzer-winning writer, and I THINK HE LIKED IT. *boggles*
Anyway. I'm going to be finishing up the last chapter of "How Can We Say Forever" and posting by (God/Goddess willing) Tuesday, and after that I might not be around in fandom much because, Jesus Christ onna stick, the class starts on Wednesday and now I'm actually going to have to work my ass off
in a class that I totally honestly DID NOT EXPECT to get into and I'll be forced to write stuff that's completely not fanfic and ohgodwhathaveIdone.
But in the meanwhile, I think I'm going to go up to my room, close the door, and do my very own Sherlockian Dance of OMGYAY.
BRB DYING OF SHOCK FOREVER
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