In a six month writer’s workshop that I attended taught by author Maxine Hong Kingston (The Woman Warrior), I wrote many short stories. In my final evaluation, Maxine wrote that until I could understand why I visited death (cemeteries) with my work, I would struggle. She said I needed a huge canvas for the words she felt I wanted to share. She is correct. I realize that I have lived in a box.
These are questions I am pondering today:
What is unconditional love? Have I ever experienced this phenomenon? If I have not, how can I with an open heart extend this emotion? Am I capable of finding true creative freedom?
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