I took my first flash fiction class tonight at the Writing Pad. The awesome Melissa Clark taught the class. I’ve had such great experiences in her classes that I try to take them all at least once. In May I am also taking her fiction writing bootcamp. Somewhere, Marilyn is quoted as saying that it’s like bootcamp minus the steel toe, but don’t quote me on that.
Flash fiction is oddly satisfying. Probably because it’s so short. It’s not flash fiction because it’s written quickly (though I heard some really amazing stuff written in 10 minutes!) but because the story is concise but so complete. The story is told in what isn’t said as much as it by what is said. I will be making a folder for it in my Scrivener.
I did the most insane thing ever and signed up for the Reported Essay class. It’s part personal essay, part journalistic research. It’s bleeding on the page and then interviewing people about the theme. The teacher, Taffy, has had 12 of her student’s published. If I’m serious about writing, this is the class that I have to take. I’m super nervous, but I’m serious about my future as a writer and I want to write as much as possible. What a way to start my path to creating/maintaining/doing my thing!