As an English major, I have joined the clubs of I-have-read-too-many-Shakespeare-plays-to-count and when-can-I-stop-reading-Hamlet-even-though-it's-my-favorite. It seems that I can't spend a semester without Shakespeare. But one of my professors, who is also an English advisor, discussed making Shakespeare not a requirement with my senior class. Both sides explained their opinions. Some students felt Shakespeared out and some … Continue reading Getting rid of Shakespeare
I always end up listening to people's words and writing them down. It's worse when I'm in class. I'll be writing notes or a blog down when I hear a great line to write down. My margins get filled with other people's words. They're diagonal and lopsided. I can't even remember where some come from. … Continue reading A writer habit
I'm not sure anyone talks about college writing classes. Movies say we have our classes in auditoriums. Writing classes, also known as workshops, never have over eighteen people. I have one with twelve people right now. One time only six people showed up. On the first day, we introduce ourselves for almost seven minutes each. … Continue reading What writing classes are like
I stopped reading when I was about six. That’s strange to say, right? Here I am: a storyteller, a writer. But I also have a tough past with reading. Around first grade, I got tired of those reading tests. I hated reading something just to get asked hard comprehension questions. I didn’t understand any of … Continue reading What book saved me?
The last day of class was usually the day everyone bolts out the door when possible, but us writers stayed in our seats instead. “I’m just gonna talk about some publishing things for people who are interested,” our teacher repeated. I always called him Turtle, because he’s old, wise, and talks so slow. “You're not … Continue reading Journey to publish
Sometimes, as a writer, I feel like my life is more like a book. I can picture the chapters ending with cliffhangers like the divorce. Or what I was gonna do when I was first offered drugs in high school. But sometimes my life is too anti-climatic for that. Like when I got offered drugs, … Continue reading Stories in ourselves
When I was a child, I was on top of the world in the writing field. I was the only writer I knew. I edited my own work, which turned out to be me rewriting everything I already wrote. No one could beat me. My friends and family all smiled at my written work. They … Continue reading Best college professor