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Tips on Memoir, Revising and Editing

Tue, 2013-10-29 14:09 -- Anonymous (not verified)


by Aimee Liu


Here's the art of memoir in a nutshell:

Through the story of the experience, we get to know the past you; through the voice and insights you bring to the writing of that experience, we get to know and care about the present you -- and we learn what you've learned between past and present, which is really what your memoir is about.


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“Not Knowing (or everything you always already knew about grad school but were afraid to be)”

The following was delivered as a graduation speech on September 22, 2013 for the Fall 2013 semester commencement ceremony of the MFA in Interdisciplinary Arts Program in Port Townsend, Washington:

Victoria Nelson's Commencement Address, Fall 2013

Thu, 2013-10-10 09:04 -- Anonymous (not verified)

Commencement July 14, 2013

Welcome graduates and families and friends, welcome students, welcome everybody to the Goddard MFA in Creative Writing graduation ceremony here at Port Townsend. And congratulations, graduates, for successfully completing a rigorous and life-changing two years of study and writing. You have been honing your creative writing skills in the protected environment that is our program and you’re now preparing for the next step— taking those skills out and testing them in the world.

Michael Klein, MFA's picture

September 2013 Achievements

Students and Alumni:

Carolyn Bardos (MFAW ’10) is producing a short play of Gary Garrison’s as part of an evening of short plays. The dates are:  Sat., Oct. 26, 7 p.m., Sun. Oct. 27, 3 p.m., Sat., Nov. 2, 7 p.m., and Sun., Nov. 3, 3 p.m.  The place is:  The Arts Center of the Capital Region, 265 River St., Troy, NY.  $10, $8 for seniors and students.  Cash at the door.

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Why I Teach at Goddard

A few blocks from where I now live, on a late summer afternoon, I stopped in my tracks and stared at the sidewalk for some time. I was an undergraduate art student, probably 19 years old, and particularly vexed by the opaque and impenetrable rationale of the art school curriculum I was enduring. Somehow, in my furious walk from campus toward my apartment, for the first time I articulated a question that would become a central concern of my career: how do we learn anything


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