Between my advanced composition class and my magazine writing class, I've been pushed beyond my comfort zone. Even though I've been out of high school for close to two years, it's still hard for me not to revert back do the standard 5-paragraph essay. Before this semester began, I had never even heard of creative nonfiction. Now I have two creative non-fiction pieces that I've sent out for publication.
I've been pushed beyond my limits and been forced to branch out. For most of my assignments, I had almost complete freedom. A lot of time, I had so much freedom that I didn't know what to do with it. I would procrastinate and procrastinate just because I was afraid to explore new topics. For me, the hardest part of a project is starting it. I've learned to follow my intuition and not be afraid of failure. As my magazine writing professor would say, "Everybody writes shitty rough drafts."
Throughout the semester, I've been exposed to amazing writing--and I'm not just referring to my assigned readings. My peers are insanely talented and have been bold enough to share some of their work with me. Sometimes I look around my classes and wonder "Where will this person be in 5 years?" There are some people that I know are going to make it, and I can't wait until I can say "I had class with him/her in college!" These people make me strive to be a better writer, but also be who I am. Originality is important.
There's been times when I feel like I could never make it through this semester. Even now, with finals week looming, I still wonder. But looking back, I've realized that I've produced pieces of work that I never would have attempted before. I've tried new styles and genres and perspectives. I've written profiles, and creative nonfiction pieces, and memoirs. I remember sitting in class having my professor introduce montage writing. That day, I thought it was the hardest thing in the world, yet my last creative nonfiction piece is montage. I've always wanted to be a journalist and several times I've found myself thinking that creative writing didn't apply to journalism. But I've learned that all styles of writing overlap at some points.
It's hard for me to be vulnerable and accept criticism. It was one thing to have peer reviews and conferences with my professors, but actually sending my work out was scary. If I don't get published, does that mean that I'm a bad writer? There are literally millions of writers around the world. Some worse than me, some better. The only way to get published is to produce my best work and be persistent. If someone doesn't like my work, then I can send it somewhere else.
This semester, I feel like I've grown a lot. It's no longer about the standard forms of writing. (Actually, I had to write a biography in MLA format two nights ago, and I hated it). I've learned to take risks and be open to new ideas. Inspiration is all around me. I just need to focus on the task at hand and write.