The prior post to this one was a reblog. It referenced the need for an artist to have a world within themselves. I hope many of you write and comment on what this world is like for you.
I have enjoyed much pleasure from writing them. By affirming my life experiences through the world within, I also have been affirmed as a writer .
Over the summer I took a creative writing course and received further accolades. I remember saying to my teacher toward the end of the class that I wanted to write fiction. Her response was why do you want to do that when you write creative non-fiction so well?
Why indeed? I have since undertaken a fiction writing class online at NYU. While I continue to receive writing compliments, they come with more critique. Through collaborations with my classmates and professor, I have found there are parts of my fictional attempts that I don’t do so well.
I have also learned from my own “within” experiences that I am seeing bits but not all of a fictional story. While I am not ready to end the quest for a fictional piece, have I learned enough from within to focus on what seems to come on more complete terms, creative non-fiction?
Writing out loud.