So I'm taking a creative writing class, of my own accord. Yes, me. God no, I'm not a writer. I'm anything but, really. Some will claim that my blogging every single day for over a year now makes me a writer. I've had people tell me my writing is good. I doubt it, all of it. I'm taking the class because it's good for me. I do, in fact, enjoy writing. It's just not something I could do with my life, so I might as well take the class while I can.
One of the assignments is to take ten minutes every single day in the same place at the same time. Well, that's not too bad, except for how irregular my schedule always turns out to be. But I can work around that. The problem with this is that instructions state to write "anything." Anything at all. In large part, though, that's what my blog is for. This is where I spill my thoughts and throw down my ideas. So I have no idea what I'm going to write, because I'm not just going to stop blogging because I have to start that all of a sudden, and I'm not going to reuse my writing. If I like something I write, I might post it. If not, then I won't. It's as simple as that. For all intents and purposes, these are two independent writing projects.
So what will I write about? I'm not really sure. Because it's a creative writng class, the purpose of which is to develop creative writing, I don't think it's going to be like another version of this blog. I want to try and write original, creative pieces as much as I can, by which I mean more fictional stories, poems, plays, anything. If anyone has any suggestions, I'll gladly take them. Just let me know. After all, I have to do this every day for a couple of months. I'll have time to fit it in.
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