So, yesterday I posted about my disappointment of not receiving the Fellowship I had applied for. Well, since then I had to take Ed (my husband) to the Emergency Room and he is going to spend a couple of days in hospital. This is not a new occurrence for him so we have become quite use to the routine unfortunately. The small world part comes in that after Beth helped me walk the dog(S) yes dogs I am watching my Mom's little guy Quincy while she is hopefully having a wonderful time in Hawaii...I gathered up all the stuff Ed needs and headed north to the hospital. When I arrive there is a really nice guy named Jeff sitting and chatting with Ed turns out he is a social worker and they were talking about there wives. His wife is a poet and well you know what I do. Come to find out she applied for the Fellowship for the second time and was rejected again and she is PISSED (his words). From what I got from him, she feels that the people that are getting the Fellowships have arrived and have big names. Also, she had gotten some advice from a seasoned pro that told her about what the panel is looking for. He said she takes it personal. It is personal. I realize it is a Renewal Fellowship but knowing myself I have been schlepping and working in the arts on my own without financial help or a teaching salary for a good 15 years or more. You may be thinking sore loser, bitter Betty etc. and I admit these are things I even say to myself. But, it just felt so good to share my thoughts with Ed's social worker :) and to hear that someone else was not saying oh well there is always next year.