CREATIVE WRITING

at the Ruth Asawa School of the Arts in San Francisco

Welcome! CW develops the art and craft of creative writing through instruction, collaboration, and respect. This blog showcases STUDENT WRITING and how to APPLY to Creative Writing.

Category: Student Writing

  • I’ve been reading Petrarch— Scott, my Euro Lit teacher, introduced him to me (well, introduced him to the class, but I took major interest and asked to borrow some books). Prior to this, I’ve known Petrarch only as that one Big Deal Poet Laureate who got the crown from the Pope who wrote love poems…

  • I love entertaining the thought of stars aligning– I always envision it to be like Hercules, where these giant planets just kinda sidle up against each other with the arrogance of frat boys and collectively build up this awesome mega sonic beam of power that pews down to Earth. …And then something blows up, but…

  • I do the “I can’t believe it’s already/only been the first week of school!” thing only ’cause it’s true. Both ways. It’s already been the first week of school: five whole days passed, memories of it were not a blur and can be willed easily into definition, my relative time has changed. It’s only been…

  • by Mykel Mogg (’14) Volunteering with the preschool readiness program at Excelsior Family Connections brings up personal challenges for me, specifically around power and teaching. My internship at Hoover last year also made me engage with this issue, but over almost two years, I have not been able to find peace with the level of…

  • by Jules Cunningham (’14) I’ve tucked me into a drawer now Empty harmonica cases only good for holding cigarettes New pens A ceramic ocarina that hits concert Ab and three-quarters a metronome muscle tape a watch out of power for at least 5 years 2 broken notebooks god knows how much loose change I’ve tucked…

  • by Molly Bond (’15) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit My writing practice generally consists of deadlines and feelings. Because I am a creative writing student, I write the majority of my pieces as an assignment, which tends to be more difficult because given prompts do not always provide the inspiration necessary to write what I…

  • by Amelia Williams (’13) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit I’m too lenient with my first drafts; I like my first drafts. (That opening sentence was a first draft; the semicolon was a later edit. I quite like it.) I churn something out, because I write in sittings. I am rarely stringing little scribbles and images…

  • by Noa Mendoza (’16) Three A.M:    The microwave buzzes and Rory wipes a piece of lint off of his ironic Christmas sweater. He rests his head briefly against the crumbling cabinet wood, and then lifts his fist to punch the microwave door several times before it squeaks open with an exhausted groan. He stirs the…

  • by Lizzie Kroner (’14) From the Truong Tran The semblance of my childhood composed of: 1. Broken hieroglyphs bracelet 2. Carved wooden music box 3. Monogrammed brush 4. Gold bear pendant 5. Glitter mask 6. Pink suede diary each without a time, date (to mark a reason why) Only the decayed pieces of days  …

  • by Abigail Schott-Rosenfield (’14) Birds ring the frame where the ceiling used to be. They stare, they dip their beaks into the empty cabin: the indented seat, the floor covered in gray prints. He worked alone— stepped hard and emerged often, removing rocks and other hard things. Break it up, break it up. Others will…