I've had the privilege of working with four thesis writers this spring at the University of Nebraska-Omaha. What a great pleasure it was to guide them through the process of collecting the pieces of creative nonfiction that they've written in various classes into book form. Congratulations to Christopher Lawton, Jessica Rogers, Lopa Banerjee, and Zach Jacobs. Now, it's time to get back to my own writing!
Knopp is the author of Field of Vision, Flight Dreams: A Life in the Midwestern Landscape, The Nature of Home, and Interior Places. Her award-winning creative nonfiction, which explores her home ground in Iowa, Illinois, and Nebraska, has been lauded as "reminiscent of Thoreau's introspective nature writing and Dillard's taut, personal prose."
After a very long process that involved lots of bureacracy, meetings, more revisions of my resume than I want to think about, and testimonies from colleagues and former students (thank you!), I've been promoted to full professor at the University of Nebraska-Omaha. Hurrah!
This morning as I was reading Susan Griffin's essay "Red shoes" for the seminar I teach in experimental forms of creative nonfiction, I came across these words: "I love that moment in writing when I know that language falls short. There is something more there. A larger body. Even by the failure of words I begin to detect its dimensions. As I work the prose, shift the verbs, look for new adjectives, a different rhythm, syntax, something new beings to come to the surface." That is what I love the most about writing.
I just finished, "Earthmover," my essay about the lowly but mighty earthworm for the anthology that Barbara K. Richardson is editing called Loving Dirt: Thirty Writers Get Down to Earth. Some of the other writers in this "dirty" little collection include Julene Bair, Joy Harjo, Linda Hogan, Marilyn Krysl, John T. Price, Liz Stephens, and Wes Jackson. I can't wait to read their takes on dirt!