I wrote this for the introductory discussion in the creative writing class I'm teaching:
along with reading, is what I anticipate and hope for each day. I work
hard through the day in order to earn time with my journal. Journaling
is one of my greatest joys, and I use it to capture other beauties and
details in my life. I use it to explore ideas, questions, and plans and
to practice detailed description. Like drawing, this also forces me to
pay close attention.
love the satisfied, chest-opening feeling after I've finished a story
or poem, even if it's not very good. I love the freedom and racing sense
when I push through inertia and start a story or poem despite the fact
that I have no idea what to write. The characters, images, and narrative
always come as if by magic.
surround myself with the tools of writing: colorful notebooks,
journals, and pens; bottled ink; books. These comfort me, push me, and
remind me who I am.
been writing stories since I was five, writing poems since I was
fourteen, and keeping a journal since I was fifteen. I dedicated myself
to four years of focused study on creative writing and literature in
college after finishing my core classes.
I read, I evolve as a writer. When I eat a great meal, travel, observe a
beautiful art work (painting, photo, garden, craft...), have a deep
conversation, or see a stranger who seems likely to be a fascinating
character, I store all of this, consciously or not, for my writing life.