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Creative Nonfiction: Personal Narrative Non-Fiction
creative nonfiction, writers should have a moral responsibility to tell the truth, the best they can. To me, the most challenge part I realized is that I am not writing just for myself, but that every word I write is being read and judged by others, it’s difficult to keep that thought out of my head while writing. The first draft helped my to discover my internal voice through writing creative non-fiction. Another challenge was how to gain hands-on experience on how to begin the creative writing process and learn how to discover and explore my creativity because it is less about pursuing a thesis, and instead about hanging onto the story.

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