Though there is no such requirement, I have always sought to be truthful in my writing. For some, sharing their writing comes to the basis of simple principle of the perception of ‘Good and Bad’. Is the poem good? Is the poem bad? What needs to be changed? Does it need work? Would I show it to one of my professors? The workshop can be recognized as the saving grace of the poem if it falls into the writer’s “Bad” pile. A last ditch attempt to salvage a piece for the writers plenty. I try my hardest to look at a piece of writing as neither “Good” or “Bad” but truthful. Does it sound as if I am being honest or am I simply attempting to adapt another’s experience into my words? As a young writer, I often hear: “Write what you know,” because to write anything else maintains a superficial air surrounding it. A falsehood that is betrayed by it’s lack of understanding. To create without being truthful is to sell short. The truth can be painful or hurtful or frightening but writing can be cathartic. To write a truthful piece means that you have written what you have understood to be the world. The only one you know, the only one you have, the only you as an individual can perceive. It’s all I have ever tried to be.