Aurora Cruz

While I was rusty at poems, stories were an entirely different thing. Short stories are something very dear to me, with little words and little pages you could tell a magnitude of stories. I have always found that so thrilling and nerve-wracking when I thought about writing. How can I convey this through someone else? What would this character think? How can I foreshadow this for later? What hints would be the best? And while I do love to write those stories, doesn’t mean I always like to share them aloud. I think that is what helped most in this class, my writers fright. Anonymity is one thing, but to have people know what you look like and what you are writing is nerve wracking, and it genuinely made me worried and self-conscious. But once publishing it for the class, it kind of lifted the weight off my shoulders. There it was done, if people like it great… if they don't then oh well, at least you typed it and actually published it. This class really helped with those feelings of worry and self-doubt of having to share our work. Writing for yourself is great but also not being afraid of your work being read by others is truly a light and carefree feeling that you kind of hold with you with each publish of your works. It helped that my classmates were very encouraging and kind with their words, but the professor was kind as well. The class was so fast but felt so long, in a good way. Now that it is over I am going to be a bit sad, no more work to be over analyzed and discussed by others. I can’t wait to grow more, to write more, to publish and share more of my work.