Letter of Recomendation Scramble!

My number one goal is to become an author, preferably with books that frequently make it to the upper region of the New York Times best seller list. Second to that, my goal is to become a professor. I love the idea of teaching at a level where the students are not only competent, but eager to learn and there’s not a broken bureaucracy driven by even more broken standardized test results breathing down my neck. My ideal situation is to be teaching creative writing, not only passing on knowledge but hands on coaching the nation’s next great writers. And that means I need to go to grad school.

Sam Houston State University quickly leapt to the top of my list and I’ve been doing everything I can to get into it. Unfortunately I’ve reached the limits of what I can do myself. Aside from stalking the professors and faculty until they let me in just so they don’t have to wake up with my face pressed against their bedroom windows, I’m stuck. And it’s kind of scary.

Not the least reason of which, is because one of the people, a NYT bestselling author whose name would carry a lot of weight, says she’s been incredibly busy and hasn’t been able to write it yet. First of all, this lady is an absolute sweetheart and a tremendously talented writer (see aforementioned NYT comment.) but the due date for these letters is this Sunday. Meaning the professors are all going to be leaving Friday, eager for the holidays and not wanting to even look at something resembling school. If that letter doesn’t go through in the next few days, I’m kind of screwed.

Seriously considering just blasting Twitter and Facebook to see if I can get a dozen or so letters of recommendation to be sent in, or better yet, sent to them and sent to me so that I can drive up and put them in the prof’s hands. Looks like I’ve got a big part of my day dedicated to emails, phone calls, and basically milking my network…holy crap. It sounds like a JOB! 

BLEGH!