This week we finished our individual presentations on literary journals. Then, we divided into groups to workshop a piece of work for our portfolio or journal submissons. We ended by breaking into our Circle/Square groups to begin planning our group project Literary Journals. Our homework consisted on revising our works for our journal/portfolio submissions.
I thought that my journal presentation went very well. I was prepared and felt comfortable with my topic. It seemed like it took much longer than I expected. I hadn't practiced my presentation out loud or tried to time it in any way so I expected it to be very short. The workshop experience was new and more enjoyable than I had thought it would be. I'm continually amazed at how good the pieces from my classmates are. I read a lot of their work and think, "that could be a piece I just pulled out of an actual literary journal". I hate to sound like I think I go to school with a group of substandard intellectuals, that is not the case. In reality I just have such a respect for writers and a well constructed finished product that I believe it is some magical gift that only a few people get in life. It is really great to see that writing is more something you practice or an art form that you refine you refine your talents for.
I think that saying creativity is necessary for the human spirit to thrive is a bit of an over exagerated statement. The human spirit can thrive on very little, just look at a few third world countries for proof. Currently I work between 75 and 85 hours a week in addition to attending class and doing homework so I have no time for outside creativity, yet I thrive. Would life seem more fulfilling and enjoyable with a little creativity in my life, definitely. But I don't really suffer without it. I know that this is the season of purpose in my life and that this too shall pass. Creativity is more like the icing on a delicious cake than the flour that binds the batter.
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