I’m having the best time of my life teaching undergraduate creative writing. We’re working on poems right now. The magical part is when a student writes an energetic poem that obviously shows consideration of the techniques we’ve discussed in class. I love doing workshops, wanting to cut in and say something, then watching my students say it for me. And I love discussing published poems with them– the moments when the class transforms into a hybrid of a lit class/craft class/saloon. Plus, their poems rock!
Finally… I know what I want to do when I grow up.
(Of course, writing will always take precedence, but a girl’s gotta eat.)