Creative Writing Reflection

1. We’ve done a lot of writing in this class, and looking back on pieces I had forgotten I’ve wrote, I realize just how much we did. I think one of my favorites is End of Summer. It’s about a coastal community with people who are too preoccupied with what’s going on in their lives to take time to notice even bigger things, in this case, a large wave about to destroy their neighborhood.  Another piece I did after that, called Broken Promises, is another I like. It’s odd and creepy, and makes you wonder what’s wrong with some people, but to me, it’s just more of an interesting story. I think my favorite is This is, where I write about me and my dog I’ve had since I was little. Reading it makes me think of being younger and having a new puppy to spend all day playing with. Twelve/Two was one of the more creative posts I’ve done, but it took quite a bit longer than I expected. Trying to narrow down places and people was more difficult than I thought. After I finished it, I thought about changing a few things because I liked another option better, but I feel like it would lose something by changing it now.

2. One piece I’ve read this quarter was Trevor’s piece called; We all live in a Yellow Submarine. It is also a pretty creepy story, but it was well written and really makes you think. Not about if it happened to you, but how there are people who are so odd in this world that it shouldn’t come as a huge shock if it happened in real life, although getting the submarine would be a difficult task.  One I really like was Natalie’s post If… She writes about what makes your day, and where you can find random acts of kindness. She has tipping someone, a sincere compliment and including others when they would be left out, and also has pictures people have taken of random acts of kindness.

3. I think using the blog was an interesting idea. It’s nice to see other people’s ideas posted out in the open, especially Allison’s, because she didn’t want anyone to see hers. I think it has made me a little more open, usually everything is just to myself, but now there’re people who can read my blog from anywhere. My blog name isn’t very creative, it’s just my name, but I’m not the kind of person who can think of clever titles, unfortunately. I think most of the people who read it were students, but I’ve also seen people from other countries that have come across it, but I doubt they read any of it. (If they have, I’d like to apologize to the Brits who may have seen my post on the stereotypical British family, all in fun, nothing serious.) I don’t know if I will use the blog in the future, unless I get a sudden influx of people who constantly want new stories, I doubt I’ll use it much again.

4. All sorts of things are kept in my journal. Short stories, long stories and drafts of works I’ve then put on the blog. I don’t think anyone would want to read it; it’s sort of a big assortment of all sorts of writing, a lot of which I don’t really want people to see because in my mind it sounds stupid. I think I may continue with the journal, if I find I have something meaningful to write about.

6. A quiet man, a mysterious man, a man of little notoriety. In the quiet town, he remains a silent witness to all goings on. He sees everything, he knows everything, but no one knows him. At the crack of dawn when the dew is fresh, he is there. At noon when people go out to lunch, he is there. At night when the town drifts into sleep, he is there. He knows of the dangers of the outside world, shading the town from them. He knows the thoughts of the common working man. He is the all-knowing figure that looks over the town. The man of mystery, but also the man of protection.

                That was a post from Mystery Man, I liked the post, and I thought it flowed really well.

 

5. In a tidal wave of mystery, didn’t know I was lost. They say I’m caught up in a dream. They tell me I’m too young to understand. Don you ever say I just walked away. You could be my luck, and now, you’re not coming down. I know that we’ll be safe and sound, even if the sky is falling down. We’re safe and sound.

I thought this was an interesting post, because it’s a combination of song lyrics that make a

poem. It was an original idea and I thought it was done fairly well.

 

7. I don’t know what creative writing I’ll do in the future.  I guess whatever things I can think of, I’ll just write. I think it’s a good exercise for your brain; it makes you think on your feet and do something out of the box. A lot of the writing we do in most classes is boring; it’s all the same type of thing. It’s writing a paper based on facts or experiments or something dull, but this is a more open ended type of writing, where you do whatever you want.

 

8. Much of the writing that I’ve seen this semester has been very good, and I think on at least one post, everyone did really well. I don’t have a lot of advice I can give, except to the people who enjoyed this class and did well should continue with it if it’s something they had fun with.