I will not be attending the Goldring Arts Journalism Program at Syracuse University's Newhouse School later this month or, like, ever. I found out in April that I didn't get a scholarship to attend, and, honey, I ain't tryin to take out them kinda loans.
It was disappointing not to get a scholarship, of course, but not getting what I wasn't sure I wanted caused me to think about where I was going and the choices I'm making in life. And, to be truthful, I would not have gone down that road voluntarily.
Also, I left my copywriting job about six months ago--but folks knew that. So, for now, I'm still in Illwaukee--keeping kinda cryptic about my plans.