For the past year, I have taught creative nonfiction writing workshops at our local writer’s center. I have met handfuls of incredible writers and have been shocked, stunned, and inspired by their stories. Through all of these classes, meeting all these people, and reading all of the outside essays and memoir excerpts that I assign – I have come back to nonfiction.
For a long time, I wrote fiction. It seemed the path of least resistance and frankly it was a lot of fun. I had just finished my MFA program and felt like taking a new route on an old story and decided to see how fiction would play out.
And it did well – and by that I mean it kept me writing. It got me ingrained in the Twitter writing world, Wattpad, and the beloved writing conference. I will go back to writing fiction, but the allure of creative nonfiction has been knocking at my door for at least over a year now if not more.