A Time to Reflect...

This semester has gone by so fast, that I haven’t had a chance until now to realize how much writing I have done, and how the quality has improved. I’ve always loved writing from a young age (especially poetry), but besides a class at summer camp I’d never taken a poetry course, or had a real poetry workshop. It was extremely nerve-wrecking, because of all of the genres of literature, poetry is the most personal for me; the thought of reading it out loud, having someone else read it out loud, and have to listen to so many different opinions made me very apprehensive. Even though I’m relieved that workshop is over, I kind of enjoyed all of the feedback, and this makes me want to share more of my poems with even just my friends, instead of keeping them locked away without a chance to improve them. I’m very happy that I took this class, because it’s not only something that I enjoy, but it helped me to expand what I would consider to be things “within my element”; that’s what college is all about.