Edythe and I began a writing class, something I have never done before, last night at the downtown Eugene LCC campus. The instructor is Linda Clare and she has a LOT to say about writing. It promises to be a very good class.
One of the things she talked about is our writing environment, about how much it helps if you can dedicate even a small space to your writing and eliminate as many distractions as you can. One of our assignments is to create or improve our writing space. I write at a corner computer desk that is littered with tons of other stuff with which I amuse myself. I just did some rearranging and now there is nothing but computer screens and a small lamp in the center work area. Now I can write without the distractions and clutter of my collectibles, music and other junk sitting right in front of me. Your space doesn't have to be like mine, of course, but try to dedicate some of your space, some of the time, to your writing.
Writers write. Simple enough concept even for me. In addition to our writing assignments (a 250-word essay for the first week) she wants us to write five pages (one page = ~250 words) a week about anything and in any format. Letters, blogs, essays, any format will do and it isn't for sharing in class. It's to practice writing. Well, OK, I think I can do that and I know I need the practice.
She had lots more to say and I'll re-tell a little here from time to time. Things like the elements of creating a scene and the "cluster method" for organizing your thoughts about an essay. The last sounded like a real stretch to me but we used it in writing our first in-class assignment last night. Darned if it didn't work. I NEVER expected that.
I'll continue the class long-distance while I'm in Tbilisi for four weeks. My room has a good internet connection so that won't be a problem and she will email the assignments and I will turn them in the same way.
Taking this class gives me a number of things that are important to me: I get out of the house, I get to learn something new, I get to write, I get to do something with my darlin' wife. Instead of my life getting smaller it has begun to get larger. I think this is going to be one of those "Why didn't I do this before?" experiences.
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