Writing Class 101
I looked forward to teaching the small group of eager young women at my kids’ high school. I had spent several days preparing for the class: notes of valuable advice, encouraging stories of how other authors have made it in this business, writing exercises to help them…
We put our desks together in a circle; I wanted to make them feel at home. We would talk for a few hours about their goals and dreams of becoming writers just like me.
“Why don’t you girls tell me what kind of writer you’d like to be?” I began.
Elise, one of my daughter’s good friends, answered that she wasn’t sure what kind of writer that she would like to be, but she loved language arts.
“What about you?” I asked the girl sitting next to Elise.
“I didn’t want to take this class. The teachers made me sign up for it.”
Great. At least she’s honest.
“What about you?” I asked the cute brunette next in line.
“I’ve always wanted to be a writer.”
“I didn’t want to be here either, but the teachers said I had to.”
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