First Writing Workshop

So today we had our first workshop style reading. It wasn't as scary as I thought but then again I also didn't go so maybe it will feel different once I am in the HOT SEAT...lol.... I enjoyed hearing other peoples stories and styles of writing.....

In my other classes i felt like sharing was prohibited in order to prevent plagarism ...but I dont think sharing=plagarism at all....hearing some one else work doesnt make me want to be them or write like them it makes me want to write like me only better....

The Graduation Reactions & Other Notes

Before I talk about the "Graduation" excerpt by Maya Angelou.
I want to write about my own graduation experiences or lack there of lol.
During elementary I moved alot and seemed to always be on the road or in the middle of packing so graduations have always been passed over as a non priority. Then I came to boston when I was 12 just in t ime to take the ISEE exam which got me into Latin School for High school. Since latin school is a 6 year program I never graduated from middle school and didnt graduate from High school until 2000. Then I went to a Photography trade school they had a graduation but some family crisis took me away from that. Then In Chicago I started college then transfered to Simmons. So next year will be in some respects me first Big celebrated graduation. I refuse to not celebrate it in a bog way. Since my family has never made abig deal out of them I didnt really see the importance yet as I read the Maya Angelou piece I began to understand why they are so symbolic. Blah Blah Blah off to class will finish writing later..........................

First Blog Creative Non Fiction

So I have to keep a journal for my Creative Non Fiction Class. I cant remember the last time I penned a journal entry so an online format seems only fitting. I have my regular blog but decided I would create one especially for this occasion. Im sitting here attempting to write the first paragraph of my personal narrative. Actually I am avoiding writing my personal narrative. Im worried... I dont think I believe in Non Fiction. I mean how can a story ever be entirely true. I think one of the reasons I want to be a creative writer is because some where inside of me I am a liar. I guess most people wouldn't find it flattering to be called a liar but I am so I will. I love the idea of crafting stories based in reality but warped by my own imagination and laced with truth. In one of my other classes last week my professor lectured on the creation of the fiction novel. I like telling stories then stepping back as a narrator, I feel as if I am too attached to my own life to ever be objective or honest about it, so why try and stress myself out. So Im here attempting to write this paragraph. Every other sentence I think to myself "This would be more interesting or dramatic if I add or said that this happened instead" LOL. I am ridiculous. I wonder why I am not concerned with truth ...I dont think you need truth to tell a great story that holds truth applicable to daily life. BLAAAAH. alright back to this paragraph. BLAH :<