My Sugar Walls

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My MFA program consists of 2 classes every semester, spread out over 2.5 years. I’m a second year.

The workshop is where you bring in your own work or you critique someone else’s weekly. I’ve had a lot of success and failures when debuting work. But I’ve fine-tuned my revising and editing skills because I tend to see the bad things I do in my own writing in my classmates’ work. As they say, all feedback is autobiographical! It’s easier to see your faults in someone else’s stuff. 

The seminar is a specific topic every semester of your choosing. It changes every semester. So far I’ve taken “Developments of the Novel” and Humor. I chose “Evolution of the Short Story” this term as I’m studying short fiction and I haven’t taken anything short fiction specific.

Depending on my professor’s whims, we have a weekly writing prompt where we write a 1-3 sentence short story. Try it sometime. It’s a great exercise. This week we had to do a 1 sentence short. Instead of stripping it down, I decided to make it longer. My last 1 sentence short was a basic line of dialogue:

“You just lost the Game.”

I decided to make it meatier this week and this struck me while I was getting new tires for my car. I didn’t have to edit it much so I’m happy with the response it got. 1 of the guys was like “that was good” and my professor was like “you don’t need to do anything more to that!”

I anxiously pounded the leader of the free world between her thighs and made her cum so hard, she temporarily went blind, which she told me later as she fell asleep in my arms that the release reminded her of Citizen Kane’s Rosebud, knocking her back to the calm before the onslaught when life was easy and she didn’t have so much salt in her pepper hair.