Hey, remember how I disappeared for the last three months of 2021?
Yeah, me too.
I have a good reason, actually. See, besides working full time to get two scripts in before the end of the year, I was also in classes.
Class? Classes? One class, stretching out over multiple weeks?
Basically, the show runner for the radio production I work for let me know that one of their freelancers—a college professor—would be giving his college writing course to several of the people on the team. He asked if I wanted to join.
No pressure, of course. I wouldn’t have to do any homework assignments unless I wanted to.
I, naturally, replied very professionally that it sounded like a good opportunity and I would be happy to attend.
Then we hung up and I called four people and screamed because FREE EDUCATION Y’ALL.
Would you like a life tip?
Never, under any circumstances, pass up on free education in your career field.
Just don’t. You’ll regret it.
So, once a week, I fired up Zoom on my phone and scribbled notes like a madman while the amazing Phil Lollar—yes, I’m name-dropping, I’m sorry—taught us everything that he’s spent the last thirty plus years accumulating at a writer.
It was a lot.
Like, a lot.
The man knows things, y’all. He’s very smart.
I didn’t expect the class to add as much to my work load as it did—homework is actually a lot more work than I always thought it would be—but I made it through. Scripts got sent in, assignments were finished, hair was torn out, and I discovered more about my writing and myself than I would have ever imagined I would.
It was a great class.
I feel much smarter.
As helpful and informative as it was, our ten weeks are up now, and I’m back to a normal schedule and a normal workload—which means a book, a TV show, radio scripts, and this blog.
Thank goodness for that.
Do you have a favorite class you’ve attended, either in college or otherwise? Tell me about it in the comments!