When I was an aspiring writer, I often heard other wannabes bitch about the unfairness of it all. You know the conversation – it’s not about the writing, it’s all about who you know. The only people who get ahead are those with trust funds, who went to Ivy League schools, the types who rub elbows with New York gatekeepers and can slip agents manuscripts over drinks…yadda yadda yadda. Stubborn idealist that I am, I refused to believe them. I’d been raised by movies that told me “If you put your mind to it, you can do anything.”
If you're hoping for an easy answer as to whether or not an MFA is worth it, you’re not gonna get it from me. Unlike the ex-teacher who thinks his students suck or the many characterizations of the MFA program as a ponzi scheme, I think their value depends entirely on a student’s unique circumstances.