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Grad School Admissions: Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda?
Here is one way Merriam-Webster online dictionary defines the word masterpiece:
- a work done with extraordinary skill; especially: a supreme intellectual or artistic achievement
And here is a list of American playwrights who I think one would be hard-pressed to dispute have written at least one masterpiece, as it has so far been defined. (I am leaving off writers of more recently acclaimed and widely seen plays— such as John Patrick Shanley, David Auburn, and Tracy Letts—because I believe it is still too early to tell if, say, Doubt, Proof and August: Osage County will remain cultural touchstones in the decades to come.)
- Eugene O’Neill (1888 –1953)
- Thornton Wilder (1897–1975)
- Lillian Hellman (1905–1984)
- Tennessee Williams (1911–1983)
- Arthur Miller (1915 –2005)
- Edward Albee (b.1928)
- Lorraine Hansbury (1930 –1965)
- David Mamet (b. 1947)
- Sam Shepard (b. 1943)
- August Wilson (1954–2005)
- Tony Kushner (b. 1956)
Now here is the second way Merriam-Webster defines masterpiece:
- a piece of work presented to a medieval guild as evidence of qualification for the rank of master
This definition is antiquated, to be sure; but if we take out “to a medieval guild” we are left with what an artist puts forth to gain acceptance from his peers, right? So if we’re talking about playwrights, a masterpiece would be the plays one writes to attain the status Master of Playwriting. How do you know if you’ve achieved that status? Probably through—ahem—a Master of Fine Arts degree; or—coming back to what’s medieval—the Holy Grail for playwrights of my generation.
Now here is a list of the playwrights from above who have written a masterpiece, as defined this second way (accounting for my update, of course); or, to put it more simply, here are all the folks from above who got MFAs in playwriting:
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See the irony? None of these playwrights are Masters of our craft, and yet they are the ones—or at least some of the notable ones—who have given us masterpieces. (Tony Kushner did go to graduate school for directing at New York University.)
So the question then becomes: why is it that some of us playwrights in our twenties, who, if you’re anything like me, aspire to someday write a play that comes even just a little bit close to being regarded as worthy of comparison to Our Town, Death of a Salesman, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof—why is it that we who wish to write this next wave of American theatrical masterpieces, are so desperate to get into grad school that we’ll cough up hundreds of dollars in application fees, probably spend even more to run off hard copies of our scripts at Staples, pay a little bit more still to get official college transcripts, and—in some cases—actually take the GREs if the folks whose work we most seek to emulate never did any of those things?
Well, let me speak for myself.
I applied to graduate school last year because I listened to the advice of my elders in our profession. I was raised to believe in the intrinsic value of continuous education; I am passionate about the theater and about playwriting specifically; and, finally, I am desperate for a concentrated amount of time, like say two or three years, to mess around, screw up, be challenged, and get better because, despite everything I know and/or have been told or read about the realities of working in this field in 2011, I still want playwriting to be my career and believe that it can.
Did I get accepted into graduate school this year? Er…no.
Did I even get called for an interview? Nope.
Do I regret having gone through the process? Well…
And here is where it gets tricky, at least for me. Take a look at an excerpt of what the Dean of one program I applied to wrote in “my” rejection letter (“my” is in quotes because it’s almost certainly a form letter):
I regret that we are not able to offer you admission to the Playwriting department. Enrollment is highly competitive and limited to only a few students per year. As a result, it is not possible to accept many candidates like yourself whose education and background in theater might have qualified them for admission under different circumstances.
Thank you for your interest in [Program X], and best wishes in your career.
That last line’s a killer, isn’t it? “Best wishes in your career” sounds like a send-off if ever I heard one. And I’m not sure I like the first part either. To say my background and education might have qualified me for admission under different circumstances…what circumstances are those? And putting aside where I come from and what school I went to, what about my application materials? Aren’t they, ultimately, more important?
I toiled for weeks over my personal statements: 500 words apiece and no guidelines on what to write about. So what did I do? Well, I figured the best use of each statement was to say why I had chosen to apply to a school and why that school should choose me in return. The “Why This School” stuff was easy. I had weighed the decision carefully, after all; I even went and visited one of the two programs in person. What went into my choice of schools? Well, location, for one thing; cost, for another. Most important to me, though, was who was on the faculty and what were my production opportunities, because the truth is, if I thought about what was actually missing in my life, it was mentors and rehearsal time.
As for the “Why Me” stuff, that was much harder. Here’s the gist of what I wrote:
I have been influenced by Famous Novelist X, Important Playwright Y, Brilliant Comedian Z, etc. I love Famous Novelist X because of A, I adore Important Playwright Y because of B, and I revere Brilliant Comedian Z because of C, and so on and so forth.
Ugh! I wrote about other people! I just figured the best way to illustrate who I was would be to talk about the writers who inspire me, but I got lost in the shuffle. Mistake Number One. Mistake Number Two came in the selection of writing samples. I chose a different play for each program because I heard from friends on the inside that one admissions committee responded to this type of thing and another to that type of thing. Big no-no, I suspect. I was most proud of one piece, and I knew it. I should have sent it to both programs.
I’m dwelling on my hypothetical errors for a couple of reasons. First of all, it’s cathartic. And I want to show you that— despite my reservations about the whole idea of grad school—I really still want to go.
But that of course opens up a whole new can of worms, because now I’m left with the question of why: Why do I want to go so badly? Is it because of all that stuff I said earlier, all that highfalutin stuff about my passion for the art and my belief in continuing education? Or is it because of other feelings, feelings I’m not entirely comfortable having, but feelings that—nonetheless—do exist. Yes, I want to feel validated as an artist; yes, I do care about the prestige that comes from having attended School X or Program Y; and yes, I believe I’m better at this than most people my age, so if those people are getting in to grad school, why not me?
But of course that’s nuts. These baser things I so desire—the validation, the prestige, the recognition from my peers—they’re mostly unattainable I’d guess. I imagine this is because that feeling we all want—the feeling that it’s “real”—never actually comes, no matter how experienced we are or how many productions we have. (I mean, even Kushner still goes to analysis, right?)
On the other hand, I think great theater comes from collaboration, and if it’s the case that the artistic communities have migrated to the Academy, I should probably spend some time there too. I also think even the most gifted writers need to be nurtured, and if the role of nurturer has passed on from a core group of powerful literary agents and producers to an older generation of established playwrights who have taken up posts on college campuses and are mentoring my peers, well, I want to get some mentorship too. And finally, I think creativity springs from a relaxed mind and a healthy body, and if there are opportunities to escape the all-consuming pressures of poverty, get some health insurance and see a doctor or two, and have two to three years to just write, well I ‘d be nuts not to go after that offer. That makes grad school sound like a pretty sweet deal to me.
So where does that leave me? I’m going to apply again this year, but I’m also not going to let my sense of identity as a member of the “guild” of playwrights, so to speak, hinge upon attaining an MFA degree. Regardless of our educational backgrounds, there is something I know I do share with the writers listed above—and hopefully the writers writing today—and that is, quite simply, my commitment to playwriting. Whether on a laptop or a legal pad, at my desk, at the bar, at the diner, in the park—nothing in my life compares to actually writing plays.
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Monica
Every year I ask myself what an MFA program could provide me that I'm not already providing for myself. The only things I can come up with are "school name recognition" and "new connections." Neither of which seem remotely worth the expense or the commitment.