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Sherman Chen's avatar

Good one! When I was applying to business schools because I thought one day I would inherit my dad’s businesses (that didn’t happen. Life had other plan for me and him), I applied to the usual - Harvard, MIT, Sanford (but not Columbia because I felt it’s too stuffy for me) but being into arts, music, and theatre, I had to apply to a school in NYC. So NYU was a natural choice. It was 2 years of hard work for a techie trying to learn finance and accounting. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything else since everything I learned I use everyday. And I love living in NYC the 10 years I lived there. And then I got burned out by my company. 9/11 didn’t help. So I moved back to SoCal. But I wouldn’t mind other round of NYC 🙂. Call me stupid or a hard luck case for high rents 🤣

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Stephanie Weaver's avatar

Thank you for saying the quiet part out loud. I wish more people shared the realities of the writing life. I too had dreams of NYC, so I went to Parsons School of Design for two years, one year living in the grimy East Village of the early 80s. If I hadn't done it I would always have wondered what it would have been like.

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