First Classes
Here’s what I brought to my first workshop at Stony Brook:
- my lunch–a ham on hard roll, honey mustard
- notebook with short stories to be discussed
- directions to the building
- my train tickets
Here’s what I left with:
- a feeling that my head might explode (in a good way)
- great respect for my instructor, Roger Rosenblatt
- gratefulness to be in this class
- a sense of awe around my craft and how much I don’t know
- a new inspiration to get down to hard work
Dear Judy,
I think we should publish a guide to going back to school when your children are old enough to buy you beer. Chapter One would be “How to Connect with your Classmates.” I waited an entire semester and finally connected with people in the final two weeks by socializing after class. It was a pleasure being in your class – you’re a great writer. Enjoy the student discounts – I hope your ID picture looks better than mine! – Cathy Z
What a great idea Cathy. Just saw your post here–I’ve been away from this for awhile. My ID picture is awful!