In order to have any chance whatsoever of writing well, one must never relent in the quest to improve, to learn, to discover. With that in mind, I have this summer enrolled in a fiction-writing class taught by Ryan Blacketter at PCC.
The chief assignment for the class is to write a short story. Mr. Blacketter has firm and well-founded opinions on what constitutes good writing. He's well-versed in great literature, referencing Hemingway, McCarthy, Flannery O'Connor, Melville. Folks, let me tell you, I'm swimming in some deep water.
Works of genius set a very high bar for dabbling keyboard-tappers like me, but let it not be said, by God, that I'd back down from a challenge!
This windy and unnecessary preamble is just to inform visitors to this blog that posting will be less frequent over the next several weeks while I toil to create something that doesn't shame me in front of my classmates. When I finish the story, of course, I'll post it here. Hopefully, when you read it, you'll agree that my posting lapses contributed to something worthwhile.
Enjoy summer!
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