Georgetown Writing Camp

We had a small but talented group in Georgetown this June. These girls explored three act structure, metaphors, and how to create a dynamite opening. They wrote very serious and seriously funny pieces. I'm very proud of the work they produced in our five day workshop. My Name By Bridgette Barnard My name smells like the cool free air that rushes violently into the car when the windows are down. It smells like the cool rain in the fall, and the harsh heat in the summer. I inherited my name from no one, and it was chosen on impulse and feeling. My name tastes like a cool, sweet iced tea shared with my friends by a campfire under the Texas stars. My name sounds like the rushing water of waterfa

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