Thursday, January 17, 2013

Thoughts on a Creative Nonfiction Writing Class


             This last fall semester I took my first ever writing class, which was labeled as an Autobiography class, but turned out to be more of a write-a-short-memoir class, aka creative nonfiction. Now some of you cool kids might be frowning slightly, thinking this post is not for you because you think that nonfiction is not for you, but I am writing this to prove you otherwise, and not that you owe me anything or anything, but I definitely have my own two cents to give on the matter. So without further ado here is a list of things Kateri thinks about her first (creative nonfiction) writing class.

 

1. This class is a writing class, therefore you will write, but you will also write creatively. (Unless your professor specifically says that it will in fact be a research, factual based auto-biography class. Hint: if it says “creative writing” anywhere in the class description this is probably not the case.) Basically, I was writing actual stories from my actual life, but in a thoughtful and creative sort of way.

 

2. The material that we used was great…for all writers! And something I really liked about it in the long run was the stress it put on telling stories that happened to you, about telling stories truthfully, which, once you get into the groove of it, can be surprisingly liberating. But what I’m really trying to say here is that the first chapter we read was about making time to write and finding your inspiration on a daily basis, even when inspiration doesn’t come to you, which is something that all writers can and must use! So just because a writing course doesn’t seem like your course, it doesn’t mean there won’t be anything that will apply to you as a writer, and especially doesn’t mean that you won’t learn anything.

 

3. You—yes, YOU—have stories. I believe the second chapter we focused on was all about dealing with the problem of “but I don’t have any stories. My life isn’t interesting!” Well, guess what? It is! Trust me I ran into that problem like probably a dozen times a week, but still I had a finished piece to workshop every time with many thanks to our weekly writing exercises, which if it’s a good creative writing class it SHOULD HAVE! Your juices are always flowing and being challenged and the best part is that you’re in an environment where people actually want to read your stuff. Because they all know your pain and they all love stories.

 

4. In light of that point, there was something very powerful I learned in taking this nonfiction class and to better explain why I think this, I will say that we liked to call the class Unpacking our Traumas 101. Basically, everyone in that class let everything out of the bag, and I know a lot more about drug and alcohol abuse now than I did before, but that’s not what I’m trying to say made the class so great because there were stories about rare diseases, divorces, bad dates, childhood memories, even a comical one about bringing a gun to school! But people, the point here is that all these learning writers felt comfortable enough to share those intimate stories in a very intimate setting, one where you were exposing yourself in all your metaphorical nakedness to what is likely a room full of strangers. And in the end, it’s awesome! Seriously, we had our portfolios turned in before finals so we just had a total party! But having the opportunity to tap into my own deeply personal and vulnerable stories, many of which I didn’t even know were actual stories before, was so, so wonderful! I felt that by the end, my self-worth not only as a writer but as a person was greatly uplifted.

 

5. Lastly, and in all practicality: deadlines. You definitely have some deadlines in this kind of class that are not only important for your writing but for your grade, and I don’t think you wanna miss those. Got attention-span/I just don’t feel like it problems? Then nuff said.

 

5. Ok, now lastly, I am taking a fiction writing class and now having really learned the importance of writing what you know, I’m already thankful I took a class about writing memoir.

 

 

 

Here’s to deadlines!

Here’s to becoming a better writer!

Here’s to realizing that WE ALL have stories!!!

Sunday, January 13, 2013

As if I was Never Gone

This post will (mostly) be as if I was never gone...
Which means that I will spare you the essay-length description of what has been going on with everything me in the last what? six weeks? I lost count.
Let's just say since then I've done some performing, as in my last Nutcracker, and finished yet another grueling semester at school.
And now it is time to start yet another!
And also time to start blogging again. Yaaayyyy!
SO.
I have picked three topics to blog on and will present them in three individual parts. Like my organization? Thank you.
First part will be easy and fun because it is another round of The Latest Three.
Second part will be me shifting into a new gear with a more lengthy post on my experience in my first writing class.
Third part will be the epic climax with two--count them TWO--fairly large announcements, and I think it fair to state that using the word "fairly" is an understatement, but until then you'll have to wallow in your nerve-wracking, nail-biting anticipation. XOXO
 
So, without further ado, Da Polka Bot presents...
The Latest Three
 
 
The Diviners, Libba Bray
What was cool about this book was that I found I would recommend it to people who liked Libba Bray's first series, The Gemma Doyle Trilogy. It just felt to me like Bray was getting back to her thrill-seeking, boy-crushing, creeptastic* roots. I LOVED this book! There's a butt-load of characters, but the story mostly follows Evie O-Neil in 1920's Manhattan and oh yeah there's a devilish ghost plot and a bunch of youngin's who have special powers and all their fascinating stories are intertwined and I love the fact that this book is SO HUGE and it is unbelievably cool and I basically have a literary crush on Libba** Bray. Oh and all her other books are legit too. Check 'em out.

The Fault in our Stars, John Green
 So I have basically spent my last year in shame because of the fact that I am a very bookish person, especially a YA bookish person, who had not even touched a page of John Green's books. I am proud to say that illness has officially been cured. So many people gave me the WHAAAAAT? face when they knew how much I love to read this genre and learned I hadn't read any of his stuff. Well I can see what all the fuss is about. This book, first off, is a cancer book. Now you see, my mom had cancer so therefore I don't really read cancer books. There's a stigma to them for me, but I was thinking about it and it has been a long while and my mom is perfectly healthy now and if so many people were shunning me for not reading it then I should probably do just that. Well, needless to say, I read it in two days. There's not really much else I can say except to repeat those oh so familiar words: Read It.

War for the Oaks, Emma Bull
 I took an Intro to Short Fiction and the Novel class (aka: Book Club Class) and we read lots of books but I only actually read one book in total from front to back (long story, don't ask) and that was this book, War for the Oaks by Emma Bull. I'd give this book perhaps three stars out of five, not that I'm a huge rating fan because I'm so bad at comparing books, but this book mostly just "had its moments." Know what I mean? What I did really appreciate was the fact that I had a college professor who actually assigned some legit genre fiction and did so not in order to point out why it was not actual fiction. In fact, we gave as much time to this book as to all the others like Jane Eyre (my FAVORITE!) and Beloved, which I also really liked, and Light in August by William Faulkner, which is a whole other blog post. But I digress. This book is one of the original urban fantasies as it was written in the 80's. There's some really solid prose in here, a commendable romance, nice humor, sexy fairies, and--my favorite--as much presence of magic within the mundane world as in the fantasy world, through music, which really made this book stand out for me. It's not YA, but if you're thinking of trying some light reading that's a little more grunge, adult humor then give it a try.

Here's to loooong breaks!
Here's to a new year!
Here's to time to read so Kateri can make a blog post about it: good for so many reasons!!!

*Got a new computer for Christmas. Definitely just added the word creeptastic to my dictionary.
**In light of that, my spellcheck just said Libba was not a word and my only options were Libra, Libya, and Libber...Libber?...with a capital L? Really?

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Weekend in Santa Barbara and Other Happy Places

This past weekend I went with my fambam down to visit my grandpa, R2, and his wife, The Biologist.
They live in Camarillo and have an appartment in Santa Barbara, but that was not why I went there.
I went to SB to do some college campus visiting at the city college, which is beautiful and RIGHT. ON. THE. BEACH!
I loved it! Actually, I think I left my heart in SB, and it's ok if it stays there because I plan to make this whole affair a long term relationship.
...ok, not really long-term. Because I DO NOT plan on staying in college forever and we're only talking lower division college right now. But who knows what the future holds. I'll say I don't see myself staying in SB much longer, but hopefully I can manage southern California. I have family there, and it's such a great atmosphere!
So getting off that tangent and back to the fun stuff...
Pitsures!!!

 Backyard at R2's place in Camarillo.

 Seafood burrito...on the sea!

Mom and me

SBCC campus view


The lone semblance of Fall: pumpkins! I'll take what I can get.

 Curious Me

Of course, fun times were had on the pier.
 


More beach. Of course.


Couldn't help myself. Actually, there may or may not have been like five of those scattered around the beach when I left...you will never know.

I am actually doing ballet. Don't ask me what Banana is doing.

Of course you know it's a Ransom household when there's an airplane in the backyard.

Stopped by the monarchs at Pismo on the ride home. Cool story: I happened to need to write a butterfly scene right afterwards. Ah, the power of research!
 
Here's to liking to take lots of pitsures...a lot!
Here's to sunny beaches, anytime of the year!
Here's to the future and all its adventures!!!

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Boo! Oh Yeah, and NaNo

         So just a quick check in today because guess what? I really should be writing right now. Because I'm doing NaNo this year? Well no, not really. You see, I signed up, my best friend is doing it, but I really can't this year (I've never done it before either) because I am currently on the last legs of my very first WIP. Ever. The only info on it I can let out now is that this is my baby, but it's also sort of my teenager. Basically, I have been working on this little darling for about seven years now...so it's really not so little anymore. This summer marked the point in my life that I was finally able to knuckle down and get to bidness! And I have been. School has certainly gotten in the way, but I'm working through it. And guess what? Today is November! So thousands--maybe more perhaps?--of people are writing their own babies and finishing them as well. Perhaps with all my hours of school and dance and church responsibilities I can justly say that the playing field is somewhat evened out. I don't know. But I will be gunning down just like the rest of you crazy pandas this month and RACING  to the finish line. My goal? First draft, done, finished, completed, finis, by the end of November. I'm jumpin' on the bandwagon folks...sorta. Let's buckle our seat belts and rev those engines.

Vrumm, vrumm!!!

Here's to craziness, sheer MADNESS!
Here's to pandas...yeah I was just feelin that one there for some reason...!
Here's to writers...and dreams...and all things in between!!!

Thursday, October 25, 2012

That's Showbiz!

This past Friday marked the first "official" performance of the season for Central West Ballet, which means that we preformed in the Gallo Center for the Arts in Modesto. The show was called That's Showbiz!
For one night only the company gave a thriller of a performance to the playlist of all the greats like Barbara Streisand, Cole Porter, Judy Garland, Bing Crosby, and Frank Sinatra.
There were tap shoes, singing, crooning, canes, dapper hats, suave duos, big bad bamboo sticks, and--in true CWB style--confetti!
I LOVED doing this show. It was such a great kick-off to the season.
Next stop, Nutcracker!
But for now, I leave you with some highlights, both from center stage and from backstage.

That's me in the second row, but it mostly just looks like I'm third from the left. Half my face is obscured by my arm.

A Chorus Line of dancers. These gals can surely time a kick well. Our own dancer, Nicole Firpo, choreographed another fantastic and fun piece called Whistle with Style!

And from backstage:


These last two photos were from some of the girls finding special...inspiration for their more romantic dances. If you know what I mean. ;)

These headpieces can HURT!!!


Long week of late dress rehearsals are always made better by cookies! Especially chocolate and pumpkin cookies!


Oh yes, the definition of dapper.
 
 
Here's to surviving the hardest weeks!
Here's to all those great entertainers of history!
Here's to confetti and cookies!!!


 Check out LOTS more breathtaking photos of all our dancers with this link. Thanks to Milano Photography for the photos!

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

When Kateri Met Maggie

This last Friday I had the immense pleasure to attend the Not Your Mother's Book Club signing event in SanFrancisco at Books Inc., a great independent bookseller.
I got to go with my BEST FRIEND and her sister and mother, who by the way is a superlative driver, especially in the streets of SanFran...especially when our GPS gives us directions to NYC.
This book signing featured readings and Q and A from YA writers Ellen Hopkins, David Levithan*, and...
Maggie Stiefvater!
She is one of my top favorite writers, which I have already mentioned before, but I guess I'll announce it to the world one more time
(or not one more time)
I love this chic and I love her books. If you read her stuff and think it's great here's link to her blog, which I recommend you check out.
Here are some shots of SanFran, one of my favorite cities ever!

Stepped into Swarvosky to do some serious sighing, oohing, and ahhing.
Say hi to Mama Sterner!




*sigh...the view from the top floor?...*double sigh

The place was super packed!** This is afterwards as the signing line is starting to die down.

Us gals: Me, Megan, and Emily.

If you can't read this Maggie is doing a twitter talk on Oct. 23 at 4 pm PT! Hopefully I can participate. That is, if I'm not dancing. Plus there's a mention of some contest involving a one on one workshop with Maggie for the winner. Could that please be me?! Like please?

Table of Funness

Bought this for my mom!

Ahem...yeah I quite like this photo.


I made Maggie Stiefvater smile!!!

Tower of our books! Many of which are now signed. (We're waiting for our pizza to arrive.) Emily stole my bowler hat. Because she's secetly jealous.

Here's to seriously funny, awesome authors!
Here's to adventures in the big city with friends!
Here's to OMGOSH I JUST MET MAGGIE STIEFVATER!!!

*Bought David's new book Every Day*** and got it signed--of course. Might I add he is really funny...and apparently likes Taylor Swift...or so it would seem.
**Reason for this: we get there less than two hours early and decide to drive on over to Union Square. Yeah, a six or seven block drive in downtown SanFran in the early evening is like not the best idea when you have a time cruch...and there's lots of pretty stores to oogle at and people in bathrooms that apparently think they live in there and force Kateri to power walk half way across Union Square to get to another one.
***For that matter I bought two other books: The Diviners by Libba Bray (my other favorite author and the book of which I'm currently reading) and also the Book Thief by Markus Zusak, of which I've heard SO MANY great things and am very excited for.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Are You OK? Yes!

Lately I've been hearing the question,
"are you ok?"
a lot.
That is a red flag going up that, Kateri,
You are at your wits end and so clearly need to invest in some stronger concealer...
and maybe drink a few more cups of coffee.
Not that I'm walking around with tear sricken eyes and my arms stretched out like a zombie,
but it's enough to just, ya know,
tell...
But I am here to assure you that I am indeed ok;
this just means I'm putting some of my normal blog time back on the burner.
And really, this is me getting into that time of the year where I'm literally
Just. Doing. Homework. And dancing.
Ergo, not all that much interesting to blog about.
I will leave you with something a little more north of dreary than this, however.

I had a couple things come in the mail as of recent.
Don't you love when things come in the mail? 
Especially the larger things?

Ok, this wasn't larger, per say, but my joy in receiving it was of large proportions. Found these French guys (and gal) on the internet and FELL IN LOVE. My good friend is in the early writing process and is elated to have this album as the backdrop for her new creation. Can't wait!

 Bigger package! These I ordered especially for the Fundraiser (see previous post). Oh man, has it been a while since I wore a proper pair of high heels, that is, a whole 5 1/2 inches of proper heel. Like I said, big package. But if a girl is without a properly matching pair of shoes to go with her super cute dress then I deem that a perfectly good reason to go buy a new pair. And thank heavens for the marvel of internet shopping!



 This happened to take place during my hell-of-a-lot-less-stressful weekend, but I just had to post this because, ah, isn't it just beautiful? Have I mentioned my dad is a breakfast conniossure? Well, at least with anything that consists of at least 90% batter he is. And I am all the more happy for it!
We call this the Monster. Note: that name is best understood when this baby is just out of the oven and ballooned up like, well, a monster.
 
Here's to the first week of October!
Here's to advil!
Here's to monsters!!!
(That is, the edible kind.)