The most fun thing I did this winter was go to a writing class at The Loft Literary Center.
On a lark, after a rough week at work, I scrolled through the class listings. A class on humor writing caught my eye. Seeing that Mary Jo Pehl was instructing, I signed up right away.
Immediately after hitting the submit button, I panicked; the confirmation described the class as “Intermediate” level.
Surely I was not an intermediate level writer.
I fired off an email back to the Loft.
“I THINK I SIGNED UP FOR THE WRONG CLASS!”
