Trey Amos, the One and Only by Abbegail Louie

Being a fan of spoken word and performance art, I was practically jumping in my seat when I learned that Creative Writing would be having an artist-in-resident from Youth Speaks. I know that I’m very vocal about my thoughts and being loud is in my genetic coding, so to learn that we were going to focus on performance writing had me geek out a little–ok a lottle. There’s something so unique about bringing writing to the stage and not just reading it, but presenting it. When starting the unit, I was pleased and, ok lowkey fangirling, over our new mentor, Trey Amos.

Last year, I went to Youth Speaks’ Bring the Noise event and Trey was the MC. Trey is one of the most positive guys I’ve met and always brings the right type of energy into our classes. He brought many Cdubs out of their comfort zone and in turn helped made our annual showcase awesome. Whether it be a class game or a writing prompt, Trey has been there to navigate the performance aspect of our writing.

And for that, on behalf of every Creative Writer, we thank you for being an amazing artist-in-resident!

Abbegail Louie, class of 2019

In Six Months Time by Abbegail Louie

You attempt to delete every single post on your Facebook wall. You’ve not only shared embarrassing Wetpaint articles, but you also have written some horrible, blackmail-worthy statuses during your pre-fetus years. Resent your parents for not stopping your 5th and 7th grade self from posting unflattering selfies because those are the only pictures that you can’t delete. You’ve put them on private.

After the evidence of your not so appealing childhood has been destroyed, create a new persona. Become said new persona. Write. Give up after two days because you hate not being yourself. Be you, but quieter. Give up because you get way too excited when someone mentions an anime you watch. Make yourself intimidating again. Write. Wear sweatpants. Go on a huge rant on why you don’t want a boyfriend. Ask a guy to make out with you. He says no, don’t believe him. Ignore him for three days. Make intense eye contact with him, count to 5, look away. Go up to him. Say “I hate you.” Expect him to say nothing, while also expecting him to pull you in for a kiss and say “where have you been all my life.” The latter is your hormones. He says nothing. He is nothing. Realize your life isn’t a Korean drama. Get angry. Write. Move on. Go on another rant about how you don’t need a boyfriend.

You have schoolwork up to your neck. Watch an episode of Mad Men. Jon Hamm is the man of your dreams. Write. Realize that he is 44. Write. You’ve sworn off boys for awhile. Write.

You’ve changed since the end of 8th grade. You want to write daily statuses and post pictures of your freshmen year. You activate your Facebook once again. You wish you saved a few weird statuses. All you have left are pictures of your 5th and 7th grade self.

Abbegail Louie, class of 2019

Discussing Hemingway by Abbegail Louie

During this years fiction unit, CW I is focusing on Hemingway. We are focusing precisely on his stripped language throughout his short stories and his use of structured absence. Today we held a discussion on Hemingway’s subtext within “The Killers.”

Our discussions are held after reading the text, and while everyone is participating I use discussions to clarify. Even when I read as carefully as possible, phrases and sentences jump up from the pages just to fly over my head. I feel like I’m always missing something while I read, but I assume that is why we hold discussions. Hearing my peer’s thoughts and interpretations of the text make me want to reread every book I ever “read” in my life.

I am usually not one to shy away from talking, but during discussions I have to really think before I try to make a point. That should go for everything, but I usually don’t mind making a fool out of myself. How else will I learn? Every time a point or realization pops into my head, I jot it down into my notebook and read it to myself. This orients my ideas in a more organized matter where I won’t trip over my words as I talk.

There are a lot of takeaways I am gaining from studying Hemingway’s short stories, like:

  • The importance of diction
  • Clarification is key
  • Less is more.
  • Detach yourself, it will be fine.
  • Discussions are like SparkNotes.

Along with the takeaways, I have one burning question that bothered me throughout our whole discussion: Is everyone’s life structured around the absence of not knowing what really happens to you after death?


Abbegail Louie, class of 2019