I would have never imagined I would be writing at this capacity again. Creative Writing was my major in high school. It meant so much to me back then, and thinking back to lower school I always had a love for english. I remember the poetry writings; prose and haiku poems. I didn't know what to expect as far as the extent and the content of our writing assigments, or its significance.
The most difficult writing pieces for me were the descriptive pieces (historical photo and describe a place). These two pieces drove me insane. I felt that there was nothing I could muster up enough creatively for these two projects. It was a total mental block for me coming out the gate, and there were alot of blank staring, brain farts, and agitation putting these two particular pieces together. It takes much mental absorption to embrace the intracacies of writing and I do understand why it is a task for some people to master this skill. What does writing mean to the writer? How does writing make him/her feel when writing, and how does the writer want to capture their readers? Describing a place in 750 words is nothing when an author pens an entire book from the top of their heads.
I always felt that my writing skills were strong and I took great pride and felt good about my writing. I also took great great pride in my handwriting too. Penmanship and writing well was greatly enforced with our english instruction growing up, accompanied by phonics. These are now relic teachings, but I have always taught my children and have instilled in them how important writing is. The difference between a good paper and a great paper is determined by an individual's writing.
My criminal justice professor made a comment about writing in class today, and how important it is to be able to write according to facts and not opinions. Her statement was relative to us as social science students, as our course major requires us to write, debate, and analyze through research. It made sense. The teachings of this class became useful to me when I needed to create a blog site on WordPress for my final in my criminal justice class. We were asked to pick a theme, select five theme related pictures and write a short story of 250 words for each pic. My professor said that my blog was so awesome, she recommended that I consider continuing to use blogging as a forum for my writing, and she asked if she can use my piece to incorporate on her blog site, citing my authorship, plus she showed it to the students in her other class and they were absolutely blown away at my work. I attribute it to this class for sure. I would have never been able to pull it off otherwise. This course opened up a new outlook and approach to writing that helped me in more ways than one.
MY FAVORITE CREATIVE NON-FICTION PIECE
My favorite creative non-fiction piece was the vignette. It is a personal story about my first true love. I've kept every piece of those feelings and experiences of our relationship throughout my life. Writing this piece took me back to one of the most happiest most innocent time of my life. I enjoyed capturing those memories of our love because it was the most beautiful love I have ever felt. No other relationship has ever compared to it, and unconsciously I guess I've been looking and comparing throughout the years all along. He has and will always forever live in me, but a piece of me has been ripped apart when he was murdered on November 22, 2005. That morning I felt the worst, most sour unexplainable feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I still remeber where I was and what I was doing the moment I felt it. I read about his death in the newspaper later on that morning. This piece is more significant to me than ever, and I'm glad I was given the opportunity to create it to bring my true love back to life. I miss him so much and will always love him as long as I live and breathe.
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