CRTW 201

This has been a very exciting semester for me. I was trying to get into this class last year, but I guess no cookies for me. This class has given me more knowledge about one of the things I love best that I'm surprised that there is still much to know. I will also say that it has been a privilege for me to be in this class. I have learned so much, I don't know what else I can say! I feel like creative writing is a part of me because I understand it. I know that some of the people in the class cannot understand or might not even justify what I am saying, also my ideas maybe a little complex to understand, but I know that creative writing itself will understand what I am trying to say.

The best part about the class what just being able to decipher different poems, and find out what they meant. My thoughts are abstract so symbolism is fun to decipher to me. Their might be one part of the poem that I like and it can be used as a metaphor, but in that time me realizing it, I have already came up with different things that this part of the poem could mean. It could mean anything! And I think that is what poets like the most about poetry. Their works can have a million meanings in them, but it is up to the reader in order to understand. And it shows how great minds are, because not all people can get the same reaction or understanding from the same piece. I got that a lot in class. Everyone will be thinking the same thing and people talking after would elaborate on what they are talking about, but I might see it from a different perspective. I don't think my classmates like that about me much, but I know that some of the times that I was right, or close to what ideal was meant for the piece. Its not all about just reading poems and understanding them, its about using your creativity to understand what its a about and conjure up all kinds of ideas that might seem right. Nobody is wrong.

What I didn't like about the class was, I felt like I was always the one to talk. And seeing as I really like this class, which I got asked about a lot, its understandable. But to all those who do not think that their works are great do not belittle yourself. I've read plenty of other people's stuff in class and they are actually great. Just because you may not think that you are good at something, doesn't mean that you are not. I've read great stories, heard great ideas, and themes about them that would keep you thinking. Everyone just seemed afraid to be a voice. Well it is obvious that it wasn't hard for me, I just wish I could say the same to everyone else. And to my classmates, even though you guys were as quiet as a mouse, you are all great thinkers. I can see your minds written down on paper and they are indeed intriguing. I think I have learned from you guys also because there is no such thing a regular mind. Everyone is creative, even those who hated the class and you know who you are! Keep up the great work! You never know, your piece could be a best seller one day!

The Fine Art of Sighing

At the beginning of this creative essay, the author explains the mechanism of sighing and how one feels in order to produce this kind of gust of air within the lungs. It is not an exaggeration of what really happens when someone sighs; it in fact is in contrast with the title of this piece. When you think of art and mechanical, they sound and are very different in many ways. In fine arts, it is possible to know the technicality of the type of art that you are doing, such as writing, language, and music to name a few to get a better understanding of it, but it is indeed an art form of some kind. Sighing is displayed in the piece as a form of art but yet, the terms used to describe how one acts when one is about to sigh is very mechanical indeed.

 The theme within the creative essay here is based on how one feels, whether it’s a feeling of relief or a feeling of great emotion, when they sigh. It is basically saying how the emotion will influence the way that one will sigh. When the essay talks about the mother wanting to be outside of the house and wanting to do other things, the sigh explained that she gives is more rough and hard. That type of sigh is indicated implicitly that she would rather be in a better place where she can focus on doing stuff for herself instead of being a housewife and being used however anyone wants to the choose to use her. She makes it sounds like the things that the mother does go unappreciated and that even though she does chores and cleans for everyone else in the house, it goes unnoticed. Even on the other page when discussing how the dad sighs; her scratching his back is more relieving for him but you can tell secretly that even though at the moment it is talking about the dad, she really feels like the story should still be about her. But the dad in the essay has sighs that are more humble, quiet and softer. He likes the little things that makes him give off the “Ah, this is the life for me” sighs. His sighs are more appreciative, even to the mother (compared to the belief of the mother that it’s not).

The message of sighing is releasing the tension within your body based on an event of a sort has made u feel a certain way. The message is also describing what types of emotions coincide with how the sighs are made. The mother looks outside the window, and her sighing is sadder than an excited sigh. She wishes that she was outside rather than her being inside as a housewife, and her feelings for this shows, indicating that it happens quite often.  She is lost within a world in which she has no control of and this is how she expresses herself non-verbally. The father on the other hand, as stated in the creative essay, is not sighing out of relief, but of him being grateful and appreciating the small things. In a way he is humble and nostalgic at the same time. In the details used by the author, the act of sighing is not just an art but an action. The essay can also be about other ways to express how things make other people feel.  Sighs, types of music, love, and anger are all other ways to express how u feel and let it out. 

Total Eclipse

I have already written about the essay packets that we have been talking about, yet I have not talked about the Total Eclipse.  In this essay, the fear of death lies on each page and she, the narrator explains her experience in seeing a Lunar eclipse. Throughout the whole essay she explains how she felt and the things around her while she is witnessing this event. As she is describing the moon coming into place in front of the sun, she shows in detail how everything becomes distorted and discombobulated. The narrator continues the  suspense in the essay by holding back the information of the eclipse as it is happening. Along with the detail it added visual to how the narrator was seeing things in her way and what it would resemble.

When all became black, she shows frightfulness in her piece, by using her words to display a slow and painful death through the eclipse. There is not much you can explain in darkness other than its dark and fearful, but she took it to another level that I personally enjoyed reading.  The narrator invited the darkness in a new light to say the least. She expressed the darkness in platinum light. She expressed that it was so dark that you could still see a light but a light that was only so bright that you could hardly see. The best analogy that came to me was dry ice. If you touch it, it would be so cold that it could burn your fingers off. Such a feeling that is an oxymoron is present in this piece of hers, which is very creative in its own way.

            A part of the piece that I liked to point out myself was the fact that as she is describing the Lunar Eclipse, the time has elapsed. And she shows this in great detail within her piece by slowing giving the information of how the eclipse is happening. She slowly holds back the important information; this information is holding the whole piece together, yet she makes to audience beg for it by giving it to them inch by inch. Her realization of the fantasy vs. real world contrasts with the light vs. dark in the story of the eclipse showing that she is having a hard time differentiating between the two. It also shows how great of an impact the eclipse has on her as a whole.

Julie Patton/ Essay Packet

In Julie Patton's performance interview, the words that decided to say very creative. It was very hard to understand at some points because she wanted to exaggerate the answers to an easy question. Of course, once again, I really did not like it. Usually if its something like that to read, it was hard to comprehend and hard to get through it all. I did think that her structure was part of her performance in terms of her language. In the written format, the structure was inconsistent in terms of her language because she would use Ebonics followed by the rest of the words in the sentence to be grammatically correct. As with why she chose to use them may add to the performance of the interview itself. I was also trying to understand her purpose of doing this performance based on her personality or perspective that influenced this piece. She seemed to have some knowledge previously known to the philosophy to art and the way she describe how it is supposed to be (whether if she was right or wrong) sounded correct based on the way she chose to describe it to the audience. In this performance interview she is able to grab the imagination of the audience so they can get an idea of what she is talking about in the interview.


I also chose to read some of the paragraphs and critique it based on my own personal knowledge. I graded it based on skill, content, and creativity, all of which was not present in all pieces. Some where inconsistent with writing style and the content within it. The ones that i did enjoy reading was based on how consistent the subject was in the story that was provided. Some were so hard to grade that it was impossible to tell what the author was really trying to portray within the essays. So far I have about six or seven critique for some of the essays in the packet. This is what I have from it so far, according to my own understanding.


Red an Invocation-A mom describes the whisking tail of a fox and a supposedly dead hawk that she does not draw attention to her son. She sees the hawk and describes it as a “blood-dried-in-air” color and also distinctive in saying the hawk was nothing like you have ever seen before. Overall the essay is short, very creative to the point it is hard to understand. I do not understand her purpose in the story that was told.

Sunday-Very funny indeed, in a way I can kind of relate. The story explains what kinds of foods are cooked, how they are cooked and how it would be eaten by this particular minority population. The story is based on the narrator’s opinion making the story subjective, offensive, and stereotypical.

Mint Snowball -Very visual and to the point. The point was the reminiscing of the young child’s mother’s memory.

Mute Dancers: How to Watch a Hummingbird-Very informational. The problem is that when writing in literal terms, the writing language must be consistent in order to be considered that type of work. This piece was mixed with literal technicality along with creativeness; creativeness that in a way did not relate to the specific topic.

Farder to Reache-In a way hard to understand, the use of quotes were in good placing, but the fact that the essay really did not have an absolute topic is the part that is confusing. The essay focused more on trying to connect different persons and concepts together rather than letting them all connect and follow under one subject.

The Fine Art of Sighing-The story is incomplete but the first paragraph grabs hold of the reader and draws them into a visionary procedure in which the narrator explains how the sigh is made and the metaphors that connect with it. Very strong beginning.

Latin: Fama-Very confused. Point is not made within this piece.

Door No. Five-A list of books probably relating to one another.

Notes Toward the Making of a Whole Human Being:- This was really not an essay, nor was it notes. Out of a story that takes up about four pages, this work only had one period, relying on semicolons, colons commas, quotations marks, etc, and ...'s. These quotation marks made the work, not much of the author's own dialogue was used here. The author at the beginning does go on in detail but this whole piece is one continuous sentence of many complex and simple sentences; citations from other works and books and a splash of the author's own ideas, but not much.

Spanish and Creative Writing.

In my book bag I have this book called Leila, by Heather Neff, a highly respected African American Literature professor here at EMU. I have not read more than five pages of the book but I know for a fact that it’s good. If I don’t read anything else it’s Spanish. I study Spanish; I read, write, speak, and I am Spanish. I know that Spanish will so become the second language of America but it is something about Spanish that always had me thinking of what it means. I understand Spanish more than I think. Sometimes it’s dreadful to go to class because I know that I want to learn more than the people in my class. Sometimes I wish that I had the class all to myself.

Outside of class I usually get on youtube.com and I look for songs, Spanish for beginners or anything else that can help me perfect myself in this Latin language. I know I have had people ask me that if I am so in love with this language than why I don’t teach it to others. Well as we would all think that it’s kind of weird having an African-American teach Spanish, just as weird if you would have a white man teach African American studies. It’s not all the same. And even though I might know the language well enough, I know that I will not be able to feel it like the natives of the culture and language do. It’s something that I always regret about liking the language. I want to make myself a part of the language but I don’t feel like I would get the pleasure to.

                Another thing class that I really enjoy is creative writing, yes this class. I am able to write what I feel, not what I think. I am a smart person indeed, but my thinking it’s not always mind or logic oriented. My logic is sometimes to you having to feel it justifies it in order for it to be true, so I like to put that into my writing or my poems. I have been writing poems since I was in the 3^rd grade and I enjoy every minute of it. It is a passion for me just like Spanish and I want to share them with the entire world, in hoping that they would not want to steal from me of course. I enjoy being able to express myself in weird ways. The complication makes people ask questions like how do I put this together and how do I make it relate to each other. My boyfriend thinks that it is amazing that I randomly come up with creative poems dealing with everyday life and they make so much sense. I think in order to become a great poet or great writer, you have to observe the world the best way that you can. Being able to see the world in many ways and being able to describe the world with metaphors and similes and hyperboles is a big part of the creativity. I think that in a way it expands your mind into fantasy and things that are not can be if you really believe. I know it does not make sense to put it into real terms but to see the world from another standpoint and try your best to explain to other people is one of the greatest accomplishments of mine.

Burroway/TOAF

                  Burroway explanation of the description shows how to make the detail visual to the reader. At the beginning the book uses the terms “concrete; definite” as primary words to describe how to make these words work to your advantage when writing in your works. There are two most important details that the author describes in the chapter. The first one is that “the writer must deal with detail”. The second one says, “That these must be the details that matter”. These two keys are important because in writing fiction, you want to be as clear in detail as you possibly can. Find a way to grab a hold of the reader by showing them through senses rather than just telling them plain. That way, the reader can envision what is actually going on by using their senses. Also, concrete, can explain judgment, ideas or both. Majority of the time when both are used, it gives a better understanding if it indicates what the character is like rather than just telling the reader what the character is like. As I was reading this and the examples that the passage provided I begin to think of all the writing that I have done so far. There are a few fiction writing where I wanted to describe what was happening. Sometimes I would feel as if I was not giving enough detail, but I don’t want the story to shift plots or stray away from what I really want to talk about. It seems so hard to find out how much is needed to start the story and will I be able to tell the story without distracting the reader with all the other details.

As with concluding with TOAF, or To After That, although it may have seemed pointless at first to read a book about another book, but there were some important key facts that I learned dealing with this book. First off, I learned the definition of meta fiction which is a fictional book about another book. In this case, the book was a mixed genre of non-fiction/fiction and fiction because she added in her influences and detailed day-to-day scenarios to make her book. Since are topic mostly has been to show not tell, in the book To After That, Gladman is telling what she has written in her book, but on the other hand has made many revisions and it resulted in her describing in fine detail what influenced her to write her book (that did not get published) and the detail made in her revisions. Not only was the detail important, but as she was going over her work, she realized that the form used to make detail work well in your books was her main fascination. She was trying to come up with better ways to tell the story, instead of telling it herself. She wanted to use the detail to tell the story, so that the reader can get a better idea of what it going on through their own perception.

In the process of wanting your characters and present doing to come to life, it is best to use the active voice. The active voice is used to presently tell what is happening to the character or a thing within the story instead of what is being done. In Writing Fiction, it explain how different the passive voice is from the active voice. The example of milk in the sentence was used t differentiate the two. "She spilled the milk" is basically saying that the verb being used is in action, rather than "The milk was spilled by her" in the passive voice is making the subject more important in the sentence instead of the action being done. Also when using the active voice, use the verbs in which the subject will do all kinds of action within the sentence. If the subject is a dog, make the dog bark, protect its owner, run, sit, chase a ball and scratch its fleas. Do all things that will catch the reader mind to become active and engaged into the story and the action that is happening within it.

To After That

I began reading To After That that and Gladman immediately talks about her books. And in the first twenty pages or so, she is talking about her books and what she decides to write in them. She talks of how she wanted to write a novel or novella and be about three pounds in weight. Her first book was not even close to that measurement, but it was okay for her because she would continue to try to accomplish her goal.          

                I was thinking to myself that maybe To After That is about the other book she wrote, After That because of how she talks about it. Even though they sort of have the same title, but it sounds as if the book was written in dedication to After That.

                Her book talks about her constantly writing. Rather it was in her journal or on a few napkins to jot down whatever came to mind. She would just write to her heart’s desire. But now, that she has someone in her life she has to balance work and her personal life in this book. Currently I am at the part where she is discusses her dislike in cell phones and how parts of the After That book is written about people with their cell phones. She also makes a reference between white people and black people and how they hold their phones. Now that she has made this observation, she can see that they are all the same. I am continuing to read this book, but I still have not discovered the reason as to why we are reading it.

Fictional Stories part. 1

Short stories to me have always had a beginning, middle, and end. When I come to read these short stories in class, I was completely dumbfounded. The short story “The Colonel” begins with a lot of detail. And I like that because I get a feel for the setting and what is going on around the characters. But there were a few things that I did not like about the story. First off, the point of view was in first person, but they mainly focused on the characters in the background, or main the main character which is the Colonel. It explains just about every move that he makes but on the other hand, the fact that it is in first person, makes me question what the author was trying to accomplish at this time. Also the author decides at the end to use “distasteful” metaphors. The author compared the ears in a basket or so of the Colonel’s to looking like half of peaches. I can definitely call that sensory language but it is not anything that I totally agree with because of the feeling it gives be. Visually in my head I am looking at the peaches and how good they smell and look, but I am also getting the taste of dirty dead ears in my mouth which is why I call the metaphor distasteful. 

There were other things in the poem that I realized. I noticed that in the syntax was in very simple form. Almost childlike because it seems as if the author was more focused on the detail given in the story rather than using and difficult words. The grammar and sentence structure was as easy as possible. Also the diction was very simple. Using very simple sentences that describe the Colonel and the setting made it easier to understand. Even though the sentences were very simple in vocabulary and in structure, not once did the author not have the sentences follow each other.

My group and I also decided to read the series of Mystery Stories. They were very confusing and frustrating because to us, it really did not make any logical sense to have an incomplete story. The story had detail. It was very vivid even though majority of them were no more than three sentences. The stories seemed to have given you detail and create a setting. But when you get to the end the story drops cold turkey and it leaves you hanging, but not like they do in those really good novellas. These mystery stories ended very abruptly and then added a fragment sentence to complete the story. I called them fragmented sentences because it was hard to understand if the sentence was suppose to leave you to come up to your own interpretation or to leave you puzzled about what you read. It could easily be both. I tried my hardest to get a better understanding of what was actually being told in the story and what the author was trying to get across to their audience. I personally think it didn’t work, for me, it left me bothered and more confused than when I started to read it.

 But nonetheless all of the mystery poems told a story, gave a background and setting; and it presented a conflict. The conflict could not be deciphered by the author deliberately. I am guessing that the author wanted to find a new way for the audience to interact with their poems, or short stories. Either way, as frustrated as I might seem when I read it, it makes more sense and seems to have more of the creativity within the concept itself rather than just the art of the poem/short story.

The Blood Dazzler

I don't even know where to begin. The book overall was very touching. As I read the remainder of the book, I began picturing my family and myself in the situations that the people in New Orleans were in. How they waited on help to come and it never came made me feel sympathetic. How they were told to evacuate, but they didn't see a point in doing so. When we read the book last class I was amazed at how Patricia Smith decided to start off her book of poems. It was as if she was talking about the people being "owned" or consumed by the Mardi Gras and taking New Orleans for granted and how Hurricane Katrina "owned" or consumed the city itself. As you get farther into the book, the poems seem to pick up speed. They become more vibrant but hostile at the same time. The lost of love ones become more graphic, the emotion of loss become more elaborate and the poems itself become more impersonal or insensitive. It seems as if the blunter the poet becomes the more she wants the reader to understand what was actually happening at that time. While we were eating big hearty meals, people were dying without food. While we were cozy in our beds, children AND babies were being raped at that same moment. While we had our own room, more than just thousands had to share the Super dome and be cramped in uncomfortable places.

I decided to pick at least three poems that I would like to share in class. The first one is What Was the First Sound on page 19. This is the first poem to me that seemed more visual. She uses the color purple to set the tone and describe the sound heard from the hurricane. The bodies that were consumed, she said were filled with water. And immediately I could picture bodies afloat on the water, more plumply in size because of all the water it sucked in. She states in her poem that the trees can hear it. I'm guessing only because she is describing the water splashing up against the tree and hearing the tree break in half as well. All these sounds of disaster causing chaos and depression is followed at the end of her poem by the bodies in the water; ever so silent filled with so much water, but still floating gently.

The second one is What to Tweak. It mainly takes place in an e-mail from Marty Bahamonde and his boss Michael Brown. Then Patricia decided to tweak the e-mail in a sense because the e-mail was sugar-coated and Patricia wanted to explain what really happened. It is a long poem but is in the middle of the book, which I think was a good choice to put it as if it was rising action in a story, which in this case it still is; a story of thousands of people who either lost their lives or cannot get their old ones back. The first stanza sounds disoriented. It sounds like everyone is out of it. So much loss and danger the human mind cannot comprehend reality and what is going on at this particular moment. In the third, it talks about the people being together but there is no food. And although there is water everywhere, there is none to drink. The babies are starving the most but there is nothing anyone can do. At the end of this stanza is Italicizes the dialogue of what Hurricane Katrina can possibly be saying, " I have killed you....I have bled you dry" indicating how much pain that was inflicted on all this people by the hurricane causing desperation, automatically ending in a horrible death. Now with the fourth stanza, it begins with the smell of death. The smell of death is so strong it kills, literally and figuratively speaking. "And up on the roofs of tombs" sticks out to me in that stanza because on the news when this horrible incident occurred, I remember seeing people on roofs of houses, but nothing close to land to be found. Some people where so isolated that the roof would be their tomb, the place where they would lay to die. Another part of the stanza stood out to me, "sinking mothers claw the sky pray the rising river away from their scream". This was indeed horrifying for me because I was able to picture my mother trying to risk her life for mine. And of course no one likes to thing of such vulgar and upsetting things. In the fifth stanza which is probably my favorite is how she refers to former President Bush as "Dubya". I thought it was very creative. She says "wave Dubya down from the sky", to me is sounds like they're trying to get help from him but he is too high or far up in society that the black and poor mean nothing to him, which allegedly what they thought. Following that statement, it talks about the lies that you can occupy the victims with to give them hope and to actually believe that help is actually going to come. Needless to say, from my perspective nothing positive came out of that gesture. It even goes as far as to say in other words we will punish all who have participated in helping the rest of the citizens evacuate or help with food. She ends with part of the letter asking if there is anything that needs to be done or tweaked, just like the letter itself was tweaked.


Last but not least, the reason for the book's title. Siblings on page 75 talks about all the hurricanes and their capabilities but at the end calls Katrina the "blood dazzler" because she is the only one that has caused the most damage and killed more than just thousands and left even more thousands homeless and without families. This also leads me to the other poem "What Betsy Had to Say" which is just being hard on Katrina, like an older sister would do, telling her all you had to do was kiss the land, but instead you wanted to kill everyone, even those that were not in your path. It is in first person describing what the hurricane did and is criticizing all that Katrina did.

In the end, Patricia Smith was indicating that Hurricane Katrina enjoyed doing what she did. She goes on a murder spree and decides to take everyone out. In a way throughout the book, Patricia personifies Hurricane Katrina. It sounds like though all the people had faith, right down to the very end they did not blame God for the cause, instead they cursed Katrina which in a way cannot be personified. By personifying Hurricane Katrina, it gives the poet, the reader, and all the victims someone to blame for destroying all the lives during that time and how heartless "She" was during the incident. It was a very good read; I was touched as a poet and a human being. I can also relate to the victims in a way of how they felt in terms of the government coming to help because I am an African-American who is basically living off the government and sometimes my mother and I do not believe it to be fair of how they treat "us". Even though some of the imagery was distorted visually and uncomfortable, this knowledge of happened for real is very important. It gives those unaware of the situation insight of what the victims endured and how the emotional stress affected the victims and the rest of the nation.

Interpretations and Sensory Language

     In the last class session, everyone presented a poem or short story that interested them in some way. The interpretations given from others were very fine detailed, original and quite creative. Some of the works were from Emily Dickinson and Langston Hughes. The interpretations were very dead on in terms of what the poet is really trying to portray within their works. It has been quite some time since I have read some of Hughes works, but as soon as I read "Preferences", I understood the diction used and was able to put a timeline on the poem. As for the Emily Dickinson poems, I tried as hard as I could to understand what was depicted from her poems. Needless to say, not much was said other than Death, which is what majority of the class caught on to. To be one of the most famous poets, she sure does know how to draw the reader in with her imagery and horrifying descriptions of death with the greatest metaphors possible. She almost had me thinking of other things to understand why that symbolism was used to depict death within her poems. But as I understood the concept that she was trying to get through to the reader, I figured what she was trying to say before I unravelled the symbolism in her poetry.
      I really enjoyed, as the class might have already figured out the interpretations of Gabion Parapet; the discombobulated poem that had everyone in extreme perplexity. It was pleasing to me because as I looked at the words within the poem, it was rather a rhetorical finding but I realized it was about war. And also, by using my past experiences to understand the hidden messages within a poem, I realized it was more of a concrete poem, based on what the poem was about, what was happening and what was being shown. This lead me to the idea that the poem was war and was just as complex as war itself which made it even more intriguing to look at and decipher.
      Last week we were given abstract ideas and to come up with sensory or words dealing with imagery to describe or define how it made us feel. I had many ideas or certain imagery terms that came to mind but it was all train of thought. In the poems that I made from the abstract words sounds pretty decent. Not only did I use touch, taste, and sight as my main sensory language, but I used emotion to capture the language used in imagery to create a picture. Five different emotions are depicted in the poems, which are still abstract in a way but I am still trying to have the reader picture the subject within my works.

13 ways to .... continuing from "Revising Shakespeare"

I decided to write my poem about mist. When you think of water in general, there are many things that can happen. You have things like fog, mist itself from waterfalls, splashing in the pool, the dew on plants left from the early morning, stean vapor, or the water when it condenses on your cup when you drink something cold. In my poem those are the things that I thought of. Even though all of them are not in any mist form all the time, it is the texture that reminds you of the mist. You can sit next to the fountain near Welch and McKenny Hall and get sprayed by the water. Or you can go to Niagra Falls and get the feel of a real water spray. I also decided to portray the imagery of water so you can picture the water in action and remenise on how it feels if it were to touch you. Those are the things that I try to portray in my poem.

When we read "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird" it was very difficult and confusing. I know for a fact that all the poems I will read will be nothing like "The Cat in the Hat" book with all its special rhyming. I do know that with practice, eventually it won't be that complicated to decipher what the poet is trying to express through his/her poem. But I do think that in all reality, some poets leave majority of their poems up to interpretations. So there is no right nor wrong answer. It does make it difficult for everyone to agree upon what is actually going on within the poem, even though we do not need to agree (it's a creative classroom! make up your own mind!!!). I'm not going to point out any specific ideas, but some where only seen in cetain stanzas which made it hard to believe where the people got there interpretations from. I know that mine were just a bit farfetched as well, so I'm not the one to judge. All the interpretations sounded just about right to me. I enjoy doin interpretations to poems in class. It gets the creative juices flowing in your brain. Hopefully in class we are doing something similar or have another crazy but  quite intriguing exercise to do for homework!

Revising Shakespeare

You would have to have a PhD. in Creative Writing to revise a Shakespearean Sonnet!!! Well, it wasn't that bad. I guess you can say that we all have had some difficulties with him, but we will manage. Actually I didn't think that the exercise was all that bad. In creative writing I know one of the most important things to be able to do is decipher hidden messages within the works that you read. And if you do not understand them, then just go with what sounds like it to you. In terms of writing the poems down, it was difficult to come up with something. I write based on impulse or inspiration. There has to be something that has happened all of a sudden or the after effect of what happened is still there. This helps me write down what I'm feeling at the moment. If I'm not feeling anything, then I don't think the poems sound just as good. When I began thinking in my head of what I could write, the interpretations that I received from the poems overwhelmed me with so many ideas. It felt like my mind was moving so fast, that I would already have the ending of the poem in my head but I cant remember what I wanted to put in between those lines. I enjoy doing stuff like that. It makes me feel like I am actually good at what I do. I guess you can only hear my passion through my voice, but I know how to put it all down on paper.

Hey.

My name is Jazmine Pitts. I do not like writing, but I love to write poems. I think outside the box and would prefer to stay out there. I have the gift to write about anything for a poem but I love inspiration, so sometimes I wait on that. I enjoy the arts and the creativity that flows from it.