Several years ago, well before Covid I did a course at the local college. In fact I quite enjoyed the course, so I did it twice. It was a course on creative writing. The teacher was a local author June Hampson. She was very good and supportive, and was quite clear that her goal was to get us published. It might only be in a local magazine, but that was the aim.
When we started the course, I told June that I wanted to focus on non-fiction. She advised that I go with the flow, which I did. It quickly became clear that I have no talent for fiction. I did try, but it just didn’t work. I have to say that amongst the other people on the course, every week we would read out our homework. I really enjoyed hearing their work, some were very good.
I do confess that I haven’t really associated creative writing with non-fiction which is a bit daft because really it’s just “flowery” writing, and that can very much be part of non-fiction. I can’t help wondering if it’s worth having another go at the creative writing course? But this time having a different focus. The only problem with that is the course was on a Thursday. I couldn’t do it if it is still on the same day.