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Piper Writers Studio Instructor John Calderazzo

John Calderazzo

Piper Writers Studio Visiting Instructor 2018

About John Calderazzo

John Calderazzo has taught creative nonfiction and lyrical prose workshops for over 30 years. His students have gone on to publish work in hundreds of journals and magazines, written best-sellers, and won some of our country's most prestigious literary prizes. A "Best Colorado State University Teacher" award winner, Calderazzo urges writers at all levels to recognize and pursue the stories that float around us everywhere, all the time. His essays, poems, and stories have appeared in Audubon, Georgia Review, High Country News, North American Review, Orion, Witness, Best American Nature Writing, Best Travel Adventure Stories, and many other venues. His books include an over-the-shoulder, how-to book, Writing from Scratch: Freelancing; a children's science book; a poetry chapbook; and Rising Fire: Volcanoes and Our Inner Lives, essays which explore volcanoes and culture around the world. He’s presently writing about a Quechua Indian ritual and climate change in the Peruvian Andes. He travels widely teaching scientists how to use storytelling techniques to better communicate with the public. 

Find Classes with John Calderazzo

Date: Friday, March 23, 2018, 5:30 to 8:30 p.m. and Saturday, March 24, 2018, 9:30 a.m. to 12:30 p.m.
Type: Generative Workshop, Workshop
Genre: Creative Nonfiction, Essays, Fiction

Teacher, author, and freelance writer John Calderazzo joins the Piper Writers Studio from Fort Collins, Colorado to provide two unique nonfiction workshops and help Valley writers develop their skills. Register for each course independently or for both to save

More About John Calderazzo

Calderazzo, John. "On My Birthday, A Wish for My Mother." Brevity 33 (July, 8, 2010).

Over these still-unlit Colorado foothills, I watch a single cloud build like breath, an enormous pink wing buoyed by a sun that has not yet touched the valley floor to coax ravens into air, or turn creek water to fire, or hammer gold bars from the dull blades of my backyard windmill.

---. "Rabies.The Best Travel Writing: True Stories from Around the World. Solas House, Inc, 2012.

The bite came out of nowhere—came when I was thinking of other things or maybe nothing at all, jet-lagged and exhausted as I was in the thin Himalyan air, chasing my breath at 10,000 feet. Maybe I was distracted by the ranks of snow peaks standing unbelieavably high in the north. Or maybe, because it was my first full day in Bhutan, I'd been coaxed into a kind of trance by the sheer unreality of the place, the goregeous mountain valleys and then this twisting mountain path crowded by giant, dusty-pink rhododendrons. At any rate, I wasn't at all ready for the attack.