Posted by: chlost | May 6, 2010

Writing class 2

This past week, I have had my second session of a writing class.  It is interesting in that the students are a very diverse group.  There are professionals,  bloggers, and artists, almost all are middle age, but we have a couple of seniors and one particularly young 20 something young woman. 

I have to write quite a bit for my job.  The writing that I do for that is very fact oriented.  Basic statements, no embellishments, no picture words, metaphors or similes.  This class is for creative writing.  I have learned that I am not very creative in my writing style.

The other big issue that I’ve found is that I apparently have a very fuzzy memory.  We are writing memoirs.  I am working on a piece about a place that I visited less than 3 years ago.  I am expected to describe details, embellish them, paint a picture.  The problem is that I really don’t have a clear picture in my mind anymore.  I don’t remember most of it.  I suppose I can make it up, but then it sort of loses its sense of being a memoir, right?

One of the things I was trying to describe was a town that we visited.  I have  a few pictures in my mind, some general impressions that it was a beautiful place, and a wonderful memory of an experience I had there.  It does not transfer well to paper.  I am struggling to make it work.  The writing is stilted and seems fake.  Maybe it is just that I am not feeling comfortable with it yet.  I don’t own it.  I am trying.  One of the things that bothers me about it is that it sounds like some of the things that my dad wrote.  He always wanted to be a writer.  But I couldn’t stand reading most of his stuff.  I don’t want to be that way.

For some reason, I have not had problems in feeling comfortable writing this blog.  It may not be great writing, and it certainly is not flowery and descriptive, but it is me.  I have felt that I own what I write.  I am sure that it is obvious that I don’t prewrite most of it.  I don’t have an agenda.  Most of the blogs that I have seen are much more formal.  I may do a blog like that sometime.  For now, it is mostly just thinking about stuff in life.

Other than allowing the instructor to read the draft, I feel very uncomfortable with anyone reading it.  Somehow I feel that when I wrote something, I would be doing so with the expectation that it would be read by others.  Maybe when I have it finalized, I will feel as though it can be shown to my husband, at least.  He has been a pretty good sport in that he hasn’t asked about it-I know how had that has been for him. 

I had hoped that the class would be a confidence-booster for me.  Now I realize that it is actually going to be work, and the work may be uncomfortable for me.  That’s not going to be easy.



  1. I hope that ultimately it is more helpful than uncomfortable. I find that when I am writing something spontaneously, just because I want to (like blog posts) it feels way more comfortable than when I am writing on demand.

  2. My big problem with writing is that I have a very short attention span. I can be sitting and writing and will….oh look…a kitty…..

  3. I found myself nodding my head through most of your post…I can relate!

    Not only can I not remember details of a place I visited, sometimes I can’t even remember I went there. My husband hasn’t read my manuscript either. I left the query I wrote out so he could read it when I wasn’t in the room.

    By the way, I like your writing on your blog. Have confidence and your memoir will come together. Good luck!

  4. Why not try writing it for a blog post, since you are more comfortable. Then, you can edit it and turn it in. Your blogs flow very well, and people are reading them, so maybe you can “trick” yourself into thinking you’re just blogging.

  5. I don’t profess to be an adroit writer by any stretch of the imagination, I have no aspirations of being a “writer” in any remotely professional sense. Instead it seems easier for me to justify getting my thoughts out of my head and into a blog simply so I can sleep at night without it all rolling around in my cranium.

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