From the beginning, writing a short story was very much writing a memoir. I was, again, confident in my academic or technical writing ability, but felt as if I felt short on the creativity and imaginative aspects of creative writing. Additionally, like memoir writing, albeit less so, writing fiction felt a bit pointless, but this time it was with a different flavor. Like memoir writing, I wasnāt exactly sure why I was writing short stories aside from the fact that I had to for an assignment. Instead of writing because I had something to share, I felt like I was writing just because I was told to, and Iād imagine that decreased the quality of my writing. Unlike memoir writing, the purpose of short stories is a bit more straightforward: the main purpose is to entertain, and you can fully embrace the extent of your fictitious imagination.
I said for memoir writing that I enjoyed reading other peopleās memoirs, and the same applies here. What is even more remarkable about the short stories is that I had to read all of them, thus had the opportunity to read more classmatesā work, and since fiction and fantasy were allowed, the short stories were shockingly creative, at least to me. I recall someone in class said something along the lines of āI didnāt realize how uncreative I was,ā and while I wouldnāt put it so negatively, that more or less echoes what I felt as well. Even though my writing was probably more āwell-writtenā than my fellow classmates, Iād imagine most of theirs is probably more entertaining than mine simply due to their superior imagination.
I will say regardless of my frustrations with creative writing in general, this definitely provided some reflection opportunities, particularly regarding creativity and lifestyle, and once the class is over Iāll probably have more.
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