Writing course

Last night I went to the last meeting of our writing course. It was a lot of fun, but I feel kind of sad too, that it’s the last time. We had such a great time together. Up until the afternoon of that day, I wasn’t even sure I was going to go, because I haven’t been well lately, and especially I’ve been feeling down. I’m glad I went though, because it was such a success. This came exactly at the right time, because for a while now, things have been really rough.

I really wish we could do something to keep on meeting and discussing our writing. There will be another course, of a kind, next semester, but it won’t be the same, because our ‘teacher’ – the writer – won’t be there. It’s someone else, who’s studying creative writing and that will be a completely different course. Even so, I’m considering going. Maybe some of the others will too.

Last night, we even got to do a little improvisation, led by a drama teacher who’s been taking this course too. We even discussed doing a drama course, but I’m not sure that was meant seriously. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do, actually, so if we did it, I’d probably enjoy it.