Creative Writing Essays

comfortable way. Not in a threatening way. )) I'm so good at introductions.)) I'm sure most of you would like to get to the reading, already, instead of listening to me monolog like an Incredibles villain, but I'd like to explain the murky depths of my creative consciousness before getting to the actual substance. You know, why all of you are reading this. This monstrosity came from an offhand comment,

not only work on a studentís writing, they also get the students to think through their writing (at least the good ones do). There is a certain well-accepted style to teaching writing in the traditional composition class, and it works very well for many students and teachers. However, should the line of comfort be crossed, and if so, how? Should composition instructors grab a hold of a different writing style, making it the focal point of their pedagogies in their writing classes? More importantly,

“If you can think of one significant word that represents a character of your personality, what would it be and how would you articulate it?” My new young psychiatrist, Dr. Dottie Jones inquired with mild interest. She taps her long, manicured nails on her red velvet notebook cover, waiting impatiently for me to recite out my dramatic monologue of what it’s like being Lydia Morris to her. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The sound of Dr. Jones pesky pocket watch reverberates throughout her tiny office

Aurorah- Rae, as you are showing an interest in dramatic play I wondered if you would enjoy playing the game “Jack In A Box”. To play this game we needed a box, which I found and a group of interested friends to help us play. We all sat in a circle and then I explained all the rules of this game to the group.  First, you had to sit in the box, then we sang the song “Jack in the Box.” When I got to the line “Will you come out, will you come out, yes I will” you needed to jump up. Then when I

I really enjoyed writing this piece because the more time I spent working on it, the better I knew the piece would turn out and I plan on giving it to my sister after I am done and want it to be the best it can be. I was originally planning on it to be a birthday gift or a gift for when I leave for college, but both of these dates are not for awhile and I want to give it to her sooner than later. I decided that I am just going to give it to her when I am finished because there is no harm in giving

The big day had finally arrived; it was the middle of summer and there I was walking into an oven, or at least it felt like it. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I entered the testing room; I grabbed the warm metal handle of the entrance door; I saw the ladies up front one in her early thirties had dark brown hair and a warm smile the other lady had more of a sassy look to her, she had cat-eyed glasses with poofy hair. The younger lady greeted me and asked “what can I do for you?”. I replied shakily

A Parliament of Owls Hello girlies! I don't know about you but I've been seeing owl nails everywhere. Sometimes just colorful owls like SuPa Nails Oh Oh Owls! Sometimes not so colorful like JawsOfKita-LoveHim's Owl Nails. There's also those with one owl like cutepolish's Cute Nail Art tutorial. Or those with designs that incorporate all nails like Chalkboard Nails Valentine's Owl Nail Art or Unhas da *micktuti*'s owl nails. With all these awesome owl nails I wanted to try some of my own. I saw

Regaining Visibility “Number 13660, please come forward,” said the guard taking roll call in our unit. “You have mail.” Not being called Miné by the officers in the camp was now bugging me more than ever (Expeditionary Learning).The guard handed me my letter and walked away. I opened it excitedly after noticing the return address: U.C. Berkeley. I won the art contest I entered last month! However, the good news didn’t stop there. My drawing caught the eye of the editors at Fortune magazine, and

Fire pit This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imagination. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in though. I like the constructive criticism comments I get back from readers because I learn from them.

Weird. Amusing. Odd. These words would describe my best friend. Emma Perkins is one of my best friends. She seems to be always there when I do something stupid or dangerous. She could as well be the cause. One night, an idea had struck me. This would not end well for me or for those who I would choose to involve. First, a plan had fully formed the night before I was to execute it. The plan involved a ton of different memes and paper. The memes ranged from ancient to dead to recent. For half