Angie stared at her advisor wondering how she would pull this off. “Art a requirement? But I’m a business major.” What will I do, I don’t have artistic ability!”
“There are plenty of options available,” her advisor said. “Pottery, Drawing, Dance, or Writing… even Flash Fiction is an option.”
“Perfect - Sign me up!”
“The Professor is wonderful, can you write fiction?” her advisor asked.
“It’s a liberal arts class, I’ll be fine.”
“Ok, if you say so.”
The first day of class, Angie realizes she may’ve been too confident.
She sits in a room filled with nothing but literary scholars.
Mike Arnzen almost 6 years ago
Cheeky memoir!