Can’t help blowing my own horn a bit today, especially after the week I’ve had … Sarah Meehan Sirk, who took my course some time ago and then took a number of other writing courses, was given a two book deal by a major publisher and has just come out with her first book of short stories, “The Dead Husband Project,” given a rave review in the Star yesterday – half a page!
I wrote to ask her if she’d write a blurb for the Ryerson writing school website, and she sent this. Very nice to read. What she says about perseverance is very true. I can’t tell in class which students are going to bloom, as she has, and which are not. Talent has little to do with it, because without perseverance, all the talent in the world is useless. So, brava, Sarah, for sticking with it.
In my early twenties, I knew I wanted to write, but I needed help. I needed feedback, I needed direction, I needed deadlines. I needed to know if I was any good. I enrolled in Beth Kaplan’s True to Life class at Ryerson’s Chang School of Continuing Studies – which became the first of many writing courses I took at the school – and found what I was after and more: the honest feedback, the direction, the deadlines, a writing group, and the help I needed to start becoming a much better writer. I still think of Beth’s advice often. She assured me that writers blossom in their own time, at the right time for them. She encouraged me to abandon a flowery, polysyllabic writing style in favour of a clean, honest one. I doubt I showed much promise in those early days but there’s something to be said for perseverance, and for great teachers.
