I Met a Famous Author

I know, not one of my more creative titles, but it’ll do.

Anyway, Chris Crutcher came to speak to our creative writing class today. It was awesome. He’s one of those writers who is just as good with his speech as he is with his words.

I read Chinese Handcuffs in preparation for his visit, and I had to think about the book for a while. I decided that I liked it and I would like to read more.

That being said, I actually was able to give him the address to my blog. That means he might actually read it.

I should probably put something good up here. Poo.

Alright, I Give In.

I think that I have reached a point in my life when I can write about the one thing I never see anything about. Thus, the title of this post.

Those involved in my creative writing class the actually read this sad little existence of a blog will know how much I have despised the Natalie Goldberg tapes and her droning, monotonous lectures on memoirs.

Yes, I do plan on writing something that is memoirish to an extent. It will be a combination of essays, creative writing journal entries, and memories of course.

I think it’s about time that people know what Multiple Hereditary Exostoses is and how it affects people. It’s a chapter of my life that I think I’ve left finished for the most part, I just need to write the epilogue.

I am well aware of how ludicrous the previous statement about MHE was as the mutation that I have is a very, very rare occurence–unless you live in Mexico. For some odd reason, a lot of people in South America seem to have it.

Anyways, I digress. I doubt anyone will actually want to read about MHE. It’s not something that people might really take seriously, but it has a deeper affect that most people would realize. Of course, most people just look at the surface.

Maybe that’s why I’m writing this. I need to show that people need to look at the bottom of the pool, not just the pretty water on the top.

I think including my rants and the like in there will help that.

Most of all, I think I need to justify to this world and to myself who I am and why I am that person. After all, I’m going to be famous one day.