Friday, May 26, 2017
Neither Kith Nor Kin
Setting: Homecoming at Spalding University’s MFA in Writing
Time: May 2017
Title: Who Am I? Or, Neither Kith Nor Kin
You: So, you’re a writer? What do you write?
Me: Words. Phrases. Clauses. Sentences. Poems. Short stories. Novels. Essays.
You: Soooooooo, what then do you write?
Me: Oh, you mean, what books have I published?
You: Yeah, yeah. What books?
Me: Well, I have two novels in manuscript—a middle grade novel and a mainstream.
You: But what do you write?
Me: My first love is poetry.
You: Oh, so you’re a poet.
Me: My creative thesis for the MFA in Writing was a collection of short stories. I’ve had short stories published in journals; and I’ve had a regular creative nonfiction blog for some time; and I’ve attended a Creative Nonfiction workshop in Paris; and I’ve had a few children’s poems published here and there; and I write letters—I’m the official Corresponding Secretary for the Alabama Writers’ Conclave—and did I mention I’ve started a memoir?
You: Ah, I see now. That’s it. You’re a poet
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