Personal Archaeology 34: Last Drafts

As I moved through these old creative writing notebooks, I had a feeling that they were going to get less and less interesting as far as the content inside was concerned. The first few years were filled with random assignments, an entire conversation with an old girlfriend, and tons of cringe-worth and vomit-laded poetry (literally). …

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Personal Archaeology 32: Creative Writing, The College Years

Sometime during my senior year of high schoo, I decided that I wanted to bea writer. That's com ewith its problems and roadblocks over the years, many of which are self-inflicted, but I was a determined teenager with enough of an ego to believe that my voice was going to be the next big thing. …

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Personal Archaeology 31: Love and Heartbreak in Creative Writing Class

The box had been sitting in my office closet for years. And even years before that, it was in our previous house and apartments. Like a number of other things, it just moved with me and was forgotten. But unlike the piles of senior year mementos and old letters and cards that I found easy …

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Personal Archaeology 30: Notebooks Upon Notebooks Upon Notebooks

If you have been reading the blog long enough, you know that I have done a good amount of journaling in my life. You probably also know--or at least guessed--that I have a writer's notebook that I keep with me or near me. I write a lot of drafts in longhand because it helps me …

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