Today, we are going to simulate an out-of- body experience through writing. Write a complete narration of a day in your life from an omniscient perspective. Sit beside yourself in your office, home, or wherever you are or were. Observe your mood and activities without interfering (attempting to embellish or exaggerate). Walk with yourself; notice … Continue reading Writing Prompt: The God-Perspective
Why do we remember? Why recall anything, even if it made us feel good and especially if it made us feel bad?
Each day when I wake up, I think of how can I live a purposeful life. The answer is always found in the last words I can remember hearing from my grandmother. “Be intentional about everything you do,” she said
Tell me the story.
Explore the elements of storytelling on location at some of the region’s famed cultural and historical sites. This course focuses on writing as a lived experience both inside and outside of the classroom. Class meets every week, alternating between in-class and off site excursions. Enjoy inspiration with visits to the Missouri Botanical Garden, Missouri History … Continue reading The “Lit” Crawl: A Creative Writing Workshop
Ways to Stay Engaged with Your Writing Why do we write? Presumably, it is because we have something to say. When the muse kisses us, whether in a classroom, sitting in a garden, at museum, or right before we get out of bed on an early Saturday morning, in an instant we are set alight … Continue reading Where the Hell is Larry?
Is it true that only trouble is interesting? Why or why not?
The Workers' Rights are Human Rights: Labor Leaders Past and Present essay and poster are exhibit is now open and traveling between St. Louis Community College campuses. The exhibit which is available online @ laborleadersexhibit.com, features poster art and essays created by STLCC honors students, guest artists, and visiting scholars. The works are dedicated to … Continue reading Labor Leaders Exhibit
by Daphne M. Rivers Gun smoke, panic, and flashing lights - it's the sort of thing of celluloid fantasy, a tide of anger slams into the shores of our fear and complacency when it washes out there is only you, a boy in the crimson veil. Neighborhood heroes and saviors line the pavement, purposeless because … Continue reading The Boy in the Crimson Veil