I Think I Should Be Flattered...

My half of my creative writing class wants me to read books on tape.

Seriously. After reading my poem during class, the first comment said was, “I just wanted to say that you have the best reading voice I’ve ever heard.” Coming from Ralph, that’s one helluva compliment. It was echoed by the rest of the class amidst my giggles and throughout the rest of the critique. Then again, I got told that it was very intense, too.

Maybe I do have potential after all…

Me: How do I provide a hint? Does it need a bloody knife?
Class: NO!!!
Me: Okay…

Er, maybe not.

I’m posting it over on Fictionpress. I figure what the heck- I turned it in, maybe I can get some other responses on it. Perfect for Halloween, check it out here. I think I’ll be posting my other poems from the class over there shortly. If I don’t wreck it in revision, I might even send it to a few places.