MFA Creative Writing and Poetics
B.A. Creative Writing
B.A. English Literature
I like to draft my text messages, often by hand. I keep small, pocket-sized spiral notebooks everywhere: my purse, my car, in jacket pockets, and in sock drawers. The pages are filled with any and everything: skipping frames of a dream, grocery lists, sudden epiphanies, and even those half-formed, rambling texts. I’d like to consider myself self-aware enough to note that this is maybe a bit excessive and not a practice for everyone (sometimes not even myself), but at its core, it is a harkening to the nucleus of my writing process: to write poorly and often.
I say write poorly not as commentary on the final product, but as a treatise on the acceptance of the inevitable: your first draft is going to suck. Sometimes a lot. But do not become discouraged; perfect prose does not a writer make! Practice is a writer’s bread and butter. Writing and rewriting and writing again until there is something more than scribbles in a thousand notebooks.
I got my start in writing early on, but I believe that I will never reach my end. I have studied English Literature, and through my creative writing degree I have adopted the sometimes underserved title of “Writer”, but I have always believed in the core mantra of Writing Centers: that writing is a process. A recursive, fickle process that requires patience, time, and dedication to bettering your practice of the craft more so that the production of a perfect product.
In part, I am selfishly motivated to be working at the WaCC. I am employed in academia again, working with peers on something I have decided to dedicate my life to: the written word. Reading through your writing, whether it is a personal statement, final quarter essay, research abstract, poem, defense against a parking ticket, or even an important text message, is invaluably beneficial to not only my personal fulfillment but also my own writing.