Thursday, May 10, 2007

THE REAL THING: Writing is a Strange Adventure III

This is one of my favorite video clips that I made with the Imaginative Writing class this semester. They considered the questions: What kind of writer am I and Why do I write?

8 comments:

some chick said...

Fine.

Just make me want to move then.

If I lived within commuting distance I would soooooo take one of your classes, even if I had to just beg to audit it.




I write to feel your skin brush against mine.

Andrew said...

I enjoyed this video. I write for therapeutic reasons. I love capturing my daily life in words. Take care and I will stop in again soon!

Andrew in Alabama
The 4th Avenue Blues

GreenishLady said...

Your students are so lucky in having you along with them on this adventure! These videos are a wonderful project. Thanks for sharing them here.

Erin said...

I think this video is my favorite, too!

I write to remember sensations, moods, thoughts, and feelings. I write to find truths. I write to make children laugh and think.

Anonymous said...

How beautiful your students are and lucky we all found you.
Why I write? Great assignment. There's a poem, project lurking somewhere. Thanks!
Good luck with the new pup, novel, videos, summer. Sounds like your world is in full bloom.
Gretchen

Anonymous said...

We are/were lucky to have Theresa as a prof. The video was just as much fun as it looks.

And a great exercise for all of us... we learned just as much about ourselves as we did about each other.

Judith HeartSong said...

oh! This is perfect and achingly beautiful. Young and strong, and maybe a little unsure.... and on the cusp of diving into a creative adventure that lasts a lifetime.

Welcome to the artistry of LIVING your life out loud each and every day. Theresa, thank you for sharing this with all of us.

They all look like spectacularly wonderful human beings.

V said...

Theresa,
I think it was very important that I stopped here today. The hunger & happiness displayed by your class helps me get re-oriented. It`s been a tough 8 months, but I`m here.

Love,
V

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