![]() ![]() I was happy and eager to sit down at the word processor and create something for the next class, which the class usually tore apart, but I didn’t care. Those stories in my grade school journals were a scrapbook memory now. I had no backlist of short stories or essays to choose from to share in my Creative Writing class. Just the excitement of being away from home and free from the clutches of a small town probably had something to do with that.īut I do remember the realization that like anything else, if you want to be good at writing then you have to practice. I don’t really remember anything about either of those classes, not even the teachers. There were so many choices! That summer I enrolled in Literary Heritage and Intro to Creative Writing. ![]() ![]() I remember pouring over the roster of classes offered in the English department. You can’t get more southern than Memphis. I lived in the year-round dorm on campus and immediately enrolled in summer school. I moved to Memphis the summer after my first year of college and enrolled at the University of Memphis. How Four Southern Writers Changed My Life and My Writing: The Heart is a Lonely WriterĪnd how can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind? - Carson McCullers, from The Heart is a Lonely Hunter ![]()
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