Head First

I've been taking a post-graduate class in the methods of teaching creative writing as a way to share my love of words and writing with children and teens, as well as to continue learning and growing as a writer. One of my most influential teachers, doranne crable, never referred to herself as a teacher, but as a co-learner. She was brilliant, creative, hard working and fully present—the true embodiment of a creative, humane being. So, as I find my way down this dark alley of creative writing, it's doranne's example I'll be looking to for inspiration.

Although I have no idea where this venture will lead me, I know where it is taking me next week: A most fabulous class of teen parents enrolled in school at a local community college where my sister-in-law has arranged for me to lead a few weeks of classes on living like a creative genius, mainly through writing personal narrative. At this point, I think there will be about 30 or so students, plus a few babies--so yay!

I'm going to meet with them first, to see what they'd like to get out of the class so that I'm not totally off base, then it's away we go!