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: The Classroom

  • 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…

  • Inspired by the tireless effort of Jules Cunningham in convincing freshman that math class is really not a big deal, and itching to create something new for the website, the CW Blog Team presents to you “You Don’t Have To Go To Math Class: A CW Short.” It will be the effort of the team…

  • by Avi (’15) As the school dwindles to the last weeks, I can sense a feeling of despair in the eyes of my classmates. It’s funny how when the end is so close, it seems so far away. With this despair can come the lack of enthusiasm, or the feeling that “class doesn’t matter anymore,…

  • by Mykel (’14) There’s a feeling I like to call “end of the year nihilism,” and it’s pretty much exactly what it sounds like. For someone as lazy and evasive as yours truly, heaps of final projects and tests often result in what the experts like to call a “fuck-it-all coma.” I’m trying to avoid…

  • by Molly (’15) As all of you have no doubt heard, Abigail has stepped down from her duties as Closet Queen. I, as her successor, would like to thank the public for electing me to this vital role in Creative Writing society. Those of you who are familiar with Closet Queen duties know how highly…

  • by Hazel (’13) It seems that kids are supposed to know what they want to do with their lives at younger and younger ages. Anyone who is in school right now (and possibly others, though I can’t speak for them) will probably know what I’m talking about. The thing is, it’s so accepted that it’s…

  • by Giorgia (’14) I dragged Abigail up top to Mollie Stones with me last week, with the promise of a pompelmo San Pellegrino soda, because I wanted company and she was thirsty. (Now, you see, Abigail and I have a very unique kind of relationship where I wipe flour on her shirt and call her…

  • by Mollie (’13) The first time I read a poem into a microphone on the SOTA main stage in my sophomore year, my voice squeaked and quivered, my face grew pink, and my hands moist. This was not what I was expecting—no, I expected my voice to radiate around the auditorium with the gumption of David Sedaris and…

  • by Mykel (’14) Sometimes, artists in residence spout out the most beautiful, compelling, or funny ideas that I just have to write them down in my notebook. Creative Writing II’s poetry unit consisted of units by two artists in residence: Justin Desmangles, who focused on blues and jazz, and Truong Tran, who taught poetry through…

  • by Lizzie (’14) Last year, one of our internships was teaching the students of Room 208, high school graduates with special learning needs. Part of our job was to work with the students to create a skit which we then performed in a brown bag for the school. Unfortunately for us, the students of Room…