A month or so ago, right after College Night events were over, I started to attend Creative Writing Club at Montevallo. It's this group of people who meet in the bottom of Carmicheal Library every Thursday at 8pm and read things back and forth to each other and give tips and such, we also get distracted sometimes and find things on the internet to babble on about. And the thing is, I've been part of the group for a short while, but I've come to fall in love with it. I requested to have Thursdays off, just so I can make sure never to miss a meeting. And it was nice the first time, the first meeting. I listened to people share their works (mostly poetry that night) and didn't give much input, I wasn't sure what to say. And then the second meeting was terrifying, because I decided to share something I wrote.
The thing is, I've never read something I've written out loud to a group of people. I mean, there's been speeches and presentations in class but never something that really meant something to me. But I shared, I read something out loud, a little piece of Italian Bakery. I read too fast, and low I'm sure. And my face and chest were doing that thing they do when I get embarrassed, red and patchy. It's like my blushing is bipolar. But I did do it, and I was proud of myself for that night. I got a good response, questions about my story, and it felt nice. It felt good to know there are other people out there who have some understanding of how I feel about writing and can support me. I mean, we haven't talked out of class and most of time I don't even get or give a nod or hello if I pass them on campus. But on Thursday nights, in the basement of the Library, I feel good. And the past two meetings, I've been the first one to read something, though, I really don't I've ever stopped being nervous.
There's been a lot of me that has been sad this semester. A lot of things that have been really hard for me, and it's only getting more stressful and worse. It's hard for me to hold unto happiness a lot, but Writing Club is something I don't even have to to hold unto to. It's just there, and it makes everything better. And it makes me want to write more. It makes me want to just try my best, at not only writing, but everything.
So I really love writing club.
First there's Lila, who has this amazing, spunky personality. She's not someone who you can ignore. And she's already worked so hard on her writing, already gotten some of it published. She's so passionate and involved with her characters and story that it's amazing and scary all at the same time. Scary because she has and is going to do great things. I really look up to her a lot. And then there's Jacob who writes this weird and odd and beautiful things. He's like some kind of combination of Jerry Spenelli and Edgar Allen Poe with his writing. They are very very different writers and yet somehow Jacob has managed to instill them in his own works. I also like that he just goes out of his way to creep people out, it's one of the most amusing things to watch at every meeting.Hannah is next, and she's always there to be nice and supportive. And she's always full of questions. I think that's my favorite thing about her, she's passionately curious in a way. She doesn't share that much, but when she has I've like everything she's written. She's also much funnier than she can probably ever imagine herself being, because she make me laugh all the time.And Marta Muneca is there too, whose name I really like because it has alliteration. And she writes these cool stories about cyborgs who have even cooler names. And I just really, really like her voice. She has a good, soft, and calming voice. If I ever had to hire anyone to narrate children's story or something like that, my first choice would definitely be Marta. Edwin is there sometimes too. I don't know him a lot, only that sometimes he comes and makes jokes about llamas and other furry creatures. Ben is a guy who there the first few meetings, and read a poem about a mountain, that I really enjoyed. And there's that one guy who came one time, whose name I never caught. He gave me good advice on my story but he was also kind of an unnecessary ass to Lila. So you good sir, you give me conflicts.
And that Writing Club. I really like it, and I don't really plan on leaving it.
Fin.
-Keshia
Currently Reading The View From the Seventh Layer Kevin Brockmeier
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