Now here’s a thought. Instead of forking over the bucks for that MFA at Iowa or Stanford, spend four hours or so listening to William S. Burroughs lecture on writing. I picked this up from the good people at Boing Boing, who got it from Dangerous Minds.
This is definitely a class I’d have at least audited.
Fun fact: I lived for a time, back in St. Louis, on the street where Burroughs grew up — Pershing Avenue in the Central West End. Then I lived around the corner from Tennessee Williams’s old place. Then on the street where T.S. Eliot lived.
All of us got out of that town for some reason…