Creative Writing: Lacy's Failure

Ava DuVernay’s documentary, 13th, is a powerful analysis of the 13th Amendment included in the United States Constitution. Released October 7th, 2016, 13th depicts African Americans, even after the abolishment of slavery, as legally exploited through the 13th amendment. The goal of the documentary seems to strongly portray to its viewers the manipulation of politics at the expense of Blacks, yet again. 13th effectively demonstrates the struggles African Americans face in the arms of the criminal justice system in a powerful and emotion-provoking manner.

David Brooks is a writer for the New York Time. He is a phenomenal writer who epitomizes style techniques and delivers a very well sculpted message. I examined his latest work, Why America’s Leadership Fails, where he discusses passion, adversity and bureaucracy in an inspiring manner. He practices many good style techniques like his well placed and powerful quotes, vocabulary, and shorter paragraphs.

Jake opened his pocket watch, tipping the crystal face toward the low flames of the campfire. Another hour before daylight and he’d pick up Duvall’s trail. The muscles in his jaw clenched, hate pulling at every part of him. He’d kill Duvall, and he’d do it with Texas’ silent blessing. No judge had pronounced a sentence, but Jake saw the outlaw pull the trigger—watched Harrison die.

My teachers would walk my works around to other classrooms and share them with the peers, impressed with what a 10 year old was able to produce. My mind was a locomotive and my imagination was the coals that fueled the fires that kept it running. As time went on though, my writing started to get more and more lackluster. Compared to the other students, I still had a superior intellect in regards to vocabulary, but I wasn’t able to move my thoughts form my brain to the page. The locomotive was slowing to a halt with no hopes of moving much further. I was letting my “watcher at the gate” succeed. Like Gail Godwin, I was terrified of failure; so much to the point that I wasn’t even able to prepare a coherent essay. While my watcher thought he was protecting me, he was really holding me back. I’m still struggling through breaking the chains of his mental

Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.

Weren't there more superior tasks for a man of Roe's ability? What did he have to do to be given a task that didn't somehow demean him? Undoubtedly the answer laid in inciting a riot himself, but Roe did not have the means, or the people skills to do that.

"Thanks for seeing me, Doctor. Sorry, Heather" Jarrod responded as he brought his gaze back to hers after having surveyed the room, and the view of the city the seventeenth floor location provided. Despite his attraction to the dark side of humanity, and the fact that since puberty the man his foibles, and attraction to the darker side of human nature, this was his first ever visit to a Psychiatrists office. Judging from the furniture and lush surroundings, he came to the conclusion that the profession must be a lucrative one, and Heather MacMillan seemd to be doing okay for herself. If she had to deal with crazies all day, that was probably appropriate.

In Rachel Shteir’s essay, “Failure, Writing’s Constant Companion” Shteir states that “Failure in writing is not like failure in business” meaning that when writing you have to be able to recognize you strengths and weakness also that writers have to write every day to exercise their writing muscle and implement the ability to have coherent ideas into their writing. Admittedly when writers feel that there work is less than up to par to what they are capable of writing it’s not the end of the world, everyone gets stuck and its okay just to write anything that comes to you that will eventually inspire your work and get you back on track. However when you think of others peoples approval of your work this can distract you from on writing your best

One day Billy wanted a challenge. I am going to all the fast food restaurants and try all their cheeseburgers.

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Yeah, we're talking about the search for Damian Davidson. Authorities and community members searched for him for two weeks before his body was found. Dozens of parents have gone to that same heartbreak every year, and that's why this dad is stepping in. The fear realized in Duncan. A week ago, after 13 days of searching, authorities found Damien Davidson drowned in a creek. He was just eight years old. David was autistic. Doron Somer has an autistic son at a mark now 19. He knows what it's like to the family in Duncan.

Harold walked into the lunchroom. The familiar scent of beef and mashed potatoes came to his nose. He looked around. Some were eating food, few were secretly catching up on work, and most were simply just having a good time. Harold walked over to the lunch line, thinking over his past few months. Summer was so carefree, being able to do nearly everything he wanted. And then school came, waking him up like taking a brick to the face. Now everything involved the process of doing work, more work, and the horrid of all, homework. But with his such problematic memory issues, it had brought him down to B. Some negatives, some pluses, but mostly just the stinky B. And he wasn’t happy about it, obviously. He had rather gotten depressed at his low academic scores. He never, ever, EVER had

'Why do you hate Richard so much? The words; the first which had slipped from the Socialite's lips since he'd forced onto her knees, and into the bedroom, rang in Karl's ears, and gave him pause. He'd insulted Richard to taunt Lexi, without realising his hatred was so obvious, but hate the man, he did. However he wouldn't have been able to articulate why, even if he thought that the bitch in front of him deserved an answer.

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There I was, sitting in the middle of the class looked upon by every single student in the entire room. I had a feeling of total awkwardness and embarrassment, and my mind went totally blank. There, like a terrible dream I never thought would come to pass, as time went by like a broken hourglass. I stared, as if I had seen the future through my eyes, as the teacher stared right back at me with her look of despise. She knew deep inside that I was unaware of her dialogue, yet she simply waited in silence for my response. Words began to spiral in my head as I searched for the one phrase that would satisfy my instructor. I threw a quick glance at the other students, and watched as they snickered and babbled off to their