I'm really glad I decided to take a creative writing class this semester.
But first let me backtrack:
When I first sent an email to Travis Denton to request a spot in his class, I never expected to have any difficulty getting into the class; it didn't seem that competitive of a class and there was no one signed up when I initially sent my email. After telling Travis the reasons why I wanted to be in his class, I received a reply from him saying that I could register for the class. And voila! I was accepted into the class I never expected to have trouble getting into in the first place.
So imagine my surprise when on the first day of class, I found out that more than 100 people applied to be in the class, and I was miraculously one of the 15 students that had gotten in. There was one girl that I was sitting next to that had been applying for the class for the past four semesters. I was flabbergasted and still don't know how I got in.
As a result, I feel like the pressure to produce good writing is a lot higher than I thought it was going to be. At the beginning of every class, we spend about 30 minutes writing from a prompt, and after hearing some of the other students' writing, I'm starting to wonder how I got in in the first place.
I had a miracle take place this morning though. I had two poems that were due to my professor at noon and while I only had about six lines of one, the other was still a blank screen. It's amazing what a great cup of tea can do though, and apparently I can write decently under pressure. Still not sure how well they'll be received by my professor, but in the meantime, I feel satisfied :)