Watching It Happen

I'm tempted to start out my Creative Writing class next semester with a disclaimer that the decision to embark on "growing" one's creativity, particularly through writing, is a dangerous and a courageous act, because it changes one's life, subtly or overtly, in nearly alchemical ways. I saw so many of my students' lives change during my summer course (and it had nothing to do with me, and everything to do with their decision to open up their willingness). I am getting like a kid in a candy store as I think all I want to teach, all the writing exercises, and a semester of absolute wonder and fun (hard part is getting them to buy into it at first, but they warm up quickly).