Creativity Hours Complete!

Over the summer I finished up my creativity hours for CAS (or at least, as close as I can figure). I spent my days working out in the mornings for about an hour, then spent the next several assisting my buddy Gwendolyn117 in writing a book series! This consisted of writing chapters, character exercises, and plot formation, and is technically still going on to this day.

Planned and initiated activities

  1. What was your organizational process? I would go to Gwen’s house, then work on the book for a bit. There was never really a set schedule, other than showing up every day.
  2. What did you learn about planning and initiating activities? Was it easy? Difficult? I learned that planning and initiating activities is sometimes quite difficult, considering the individual schedules of two people. Often we would need to work around each others’ schedules and be concious of the other’s commitments.

Worked collaboratively with others

  1. Is working with others generally easy or hard for you? With Gwen, it’s very easy to work together. We often think on the same wavelength, picking up the other’s slack. With anyone else it’s variable, depending on the competency of the group.
  2. Did you have to work with anyone difficult? How did you handle it? At times we were our own worst enemy, and would bicker over plot details we hadn’t figured out. When this occurred, we would take a break, do some individual research, or just spitball alternative ideas until something fit.
  3. Why is it important to be able to work collaboratively with others? The book will never be done unless we work together. The reward for working with each other is getting to see the labors of our efforts on store shelves.

Showed perseverance and commitment in activities

  1. Was perseverance or commitment difficult? Why? At times we would hit a wall, commonly referred to as writer’s block. When this happened, it was very difficult to continue with the project, and we would end up cutting the session early.
  2. Why is showing perseverance and commitment important? The feeling of FINALLY figuring out a plothole that’s been stumping you is a reward in and of itself, but another was seeing the progress we were making in front of our own eyes.

Developed new skills

  1. What new skills did you learn? An in-depth look into what it takes to write a novel.
  2. How could this skill be useful to you in the future? In many ways as an English teacher, but in many more as an author.
  3. How does this new skill make you feel about yourself? Proud. It makes me confident to know that I have a starting point when I begin writing solo novels, and that I’m not beginning as a newbie.
  4. Why is it important to learn new skills? To have a platform with which to start ugrading said skills. These skills also prepare you for adult life.

A Poem For Y’all

I think I might start a little something here, on this blog. Maybe it’ll happen once a day, a week, a month, but it’ll happen. I like writing, I like creating, so I’ll put my creations here. So, for your viewing pleasure:

The Roses

I realize that my wants                                                                                                             are just that                                                                                                                                 I understand that wants                                                                                                         aren’t needs                                                                                                                               But just activities                                                                                                                     Accessories                                                                                                                             Filling the void that we tell ourselves                                                                                   Doesn’t exist.

But what if those wants                                                                                                           Those baubles and trinkets                                                                                                     Saving us from being strung up                                                                                             like puppets                                                                                                                                 are needs of themselves?                                                                                                         What if, instead of what we needed                                                                                     We had something we wanted? 

What if our transcripts didn’t matter?                                                                                 Would you really join BPA?                                                                                                   Or MUN?                                                                                                                                     Or any of those clubs you swear                                                                                           have just been created                                                                                                             to make you seem attractive.

What if, instead of looking pretty,                                                                                       We showed our true selves                                                                                                   We took off the suits and jewelry                                                                                         And paraded ourselves as we really were.                                                                       Sweatpants,                                                                                                                             Pink hair,                                                                                                                               Pierced noses and tongues,                                                                                                     Tattooed and scarred.                                                                                                           What if?

However, if we were to show                                                                                               Our true selves                                                                                                                         to our condemners                                                                                                                 There’s no way they’d take us in. 

So, put on your suits                                                                                                                 Straighten your ties                                                                                                                 Throw away those studs                                                                                                       Cover up that rose with paint                                                                                               Blend in.

And after you’ve become one                                                                                               Just another bee in the hive                                                                                                   You won’t remember                                                                                                             Your wants                                                                                                                               Your void                                                                                                                                   Yourself.

The website was acting up and messed up the spaces, but I think it looks better this way. I hope you enjoyed it, and look forward to more pieces in the future!