I've officially quit my job to go back to school at S.F. State. I don't really have much money stashed away so am hoping I'll find something part time soon.

There was a recent budget cut, so a few hundred classes were cancelled. Today was open registration day, and thousands of additional students had to show up, including myself, to try to find replacements for the cancelled classes. By the time I got there at 9 a.m., the line stretched all the way across the campus - maybe a half-mile - and kept getting longer.

Freshmen couldn't get access until 5 p.m. but their line was already starting to form. There were TV cameras all over the place. I couldn't imagine why anyone would be interested in any amount of film footage of people waiting in a line, but I noted when watching the news later that more time was spent on the registration problems at S.F. State than on the crisis in Iraq.

Of note, one of my stories is about to be published in an anthology being compiled by the Henfield Foundation. It's going to be a collection of twenty stories selected from all of the past Henfield/Transatlantic Review Award winners. Apparently, there are about a hundred altogether. These are awards granted to creative writing students based on stories submitted for the competition by most of the country's graduate writing programs. I received one of these a couple of years ago, and was amazed then - I cashed the check quickly, just in case some kind of a mistake had been made. And I'm even more amazed now.

My most pressing problem of the moment has become what to say in my bio. I don't have any other writing credentials. I'd like to say something interesting but not cute and am having a very hard time. If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know. I have a little over a month, I think, to come up with something.