I Always Loved To Write. Since I Was In Elementary School,

A person can read and write a great deal in one day whether they realize it or not. Whether it be texting a friend or reading a textbook for a certain class, you are reading and writing constantly and a daily basis. What surprised me the most about the reading and writing that I did on Sunday was how much I am reading and writing on my phone. Whether I am texting to coordinate plans with a friend for the night or reading a random article I saw while reading a Facebook news feed, I am constantly reading and writing on my phone. I never considered it reading and writing when I used my phone, I just saw it as looking at my phone. Just staring at this four-inch screen for some sort of entertainment. What also surprised me was how much we read without noticing it. You can walk down State Street and you will be constantly reading by looking at stores, posters, or even words on a bus that is passing by. Our eyes and brains are looking at and reading words all the time.

During my past writing experience, I have struggled with formulating and initiating interesting points of discussion, grammar, and transitions. I have often sat down to work on a paper and found myself completely drawing a blank on anything interesting to write about. Whether I am given a specific prompt or general topic to discuss, I constantly struggle with finding a starting point. Once I do, I become too focused on trying to create a poetic sounding paper, rather than focusing on the main discussion points. In some ways, focusing on making my papers poetic have added detail and depth to my writing. However, this frequently distracts me from my papers main theme. One of my biggest drawbacks with writing has always been proper grammar usage.

The inevitable had happened; I, as a small child, was demanded to read. A little antisocial human being launched into a world of, at first, difficult words and lengthy phrases. While words and literacy were forced into my mind, I had reluctantly begun the adventure to enjoy and accept the art of literature. Later however, my hopes and dreams were crushed to pieces by a gruesome teacher with an interesting form of a so called “grading policy.”

The pieces say that as a student I put the effort that I can into my work. I try my best to finish the in class writing in time and to put effort and creativeness into the creative writing pieces. Looking at my hand written work, I need to slow down and try to write more legibly because I am not showing my best handwriting in those pieces. I am proud of my Fall/Spring benchmark grades, but I can work to improve.

My author was Gary Paulsen. Gary Paulsen was very interesting. He wasn’t a very bright student, he graduated with a D-average. I learned that Gary based all books about outside because he loved the outdoors. When Gary discovered writing he published his first book in 1966. Gary wrote over 175 books and over 200 articles. I wondered if writing changed Gary’s life for ever. Gary responded, “Writing has changed my life forever.”

Lacking experience in writing and reading, English is my most feared subject. It is the one and only vulnerable spot in my in my mind. I hate writing and I hated reading, other than sports pages in the newspaper or sports books. My earliest time that I started reading and writing was extremely abhorrent for me. Sometimes, you could even say that some of these experiences bothered me. It was quite hard because I wasn’t able to focus on what I need to do. I was even struggling to write my own name. The young mind that I had, it was so easy to get distracted on what I need to learn and also accomplish, especially for the future ahead of me.

“Extra! Extra! Read all about it!” Lines like these were always running through my mind when I got involved with my school’s journalism program. It was my sophomore year, and I remember walking into school with my usual, and sometimes excessive, self-confidence. This inflation, I think, was rooted in my new position in the school’s newspaper, editor in training. Hitherto, I was just a reporter and I gained a lot of experience in journalism. “How can I make this story as interesting as possible for my reader?” I would ask myself. I wrote quite a few. From short stories about espionage, to a quick tip on how to heal a sports injury. My experience grew pretty broad, and I was eager to use it all in designing the newspaper as head editor. However, amidst my enthusiasm, there was a failure I didn’t see coming.

If you were to type in “writing is…” into a search bar, the first suggestion that would pop up would be “writing is hard.” In many ways it can be, writing is an outlet to put all your personal thoughts and experiences onto a paper for all to see and criticize is nerve- racking. For any person writing can be a struggle to piece together their thoughts into coherency, but it is all part of the bigger process. Writing can help you convey what you truly believe and let your creativity run free through putting a part of yourself into your work. It is a way to let out any powerful emotions about something that is happening in your life in a healthy, almost therapeutic way. This idea of revealing your true self for your work can be seen in Leon Uris’s quote that states,” You can lie to your wife or your boss but you cannot lie to your typewriter sooner or later you must reveal your true self in your pages.” The author uses the typewriter as a metaphor for an object you can confide in and not lie to much like a diary.

I was born Sarah Jessica Taylor Caudill on a cold night in January, 15 years ago, at Baptist East. A bit funny, because I only go by Sarah when teachers force me to and I loathe Baptist East. I was named after an actress but I'm terrible at acting; I write. If writing didn't exist, I wouldn't either. If I couldn't make people feel things with words on a piece of paper, I wouldn't do anything at all. A world without words wouldn't be a world worth living in.

As a person who enjoys the subject of English, I feel safe to say that I do have a love for reading and writing. Reading helps me escape to another world, and developing a well-written essay is very satisfying. My favorite genres are historical/science fiction, and I’m a fan of dystopian novels. Oddly enough, the wretched societies and brutal experiences within these books cause me to look at life with a better perspective, and it opens my eyes as to of what could be, and what is. My strengths as a reader include my ability to decipher a piece of text, and read quickly enough to complete a book within a couple of days. Contrarily, I find it very difficult to get myself through books which I may not feel a connection with, and that tends to

My personal experience, as a writer, is limited only to the days it was required of me, which led to a lack of understanding of a writer’s style and a bad reputation and relationship with past English educators. I never really enjoyed writing, I but always admired reading the works of famous writers, who had the gift of self-manifestation. However, I always seemed to complete the task without any sort of passion or interest. Writing was simply a required aspect of earning a grade. I felt limited in my ability to be creative or interesting to my readers. My writing seemed to lack imagination and vitality. While I was enthralled in reading a good book, writing was an unsatisfying effort and a chore. Expressing my voice and inspiring others

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During my junior and senior year of high school at Leslie County I found a reason to enjoy writing and have fun with the thing I wrote. Every class until those years was either way too boring for me to pay attention, or the teachers really didn’t seem to care what you wrote down, they would just grade and move on it seemed. I never had a teacher who would actually look at what I wrote down and come speak to me about it, whether to praise the stuff I wrote down or to help me with small problems in my assignments. Expecting another failure of a class to sit through, I was already dreading English that day. I didn’t really know what this teacher was all about, then I met. Joel Brashear was the English teacher, he hadn’t been there very long I

I often describe myself as an affectionate, animal lover, outspoken, but timid at the same time. I have never described myself as a writer the reason being I’ve never been skillful at expressing myself on paper. At first, as I start to prepare to write I think to myself this is it, this will be the greatest essay I’ve ever typed, this will be the greatest statement ever written. My mind quickly changes when I realize that I have nothing to put down on paper. It took me 2 years to finally take the English courses I was required to take at the beginning of my college years. It frustrates me to look at a blank word document and the blinking arrow cursor, it literally drives me insane. When I took my first developmental writing course, in order to take English 1, it bothered me seeing how fast people could type their ideas in comparison to me.

All throughout my years of schooling, I’ve had just about, one paper that was about one page long, due every year. My papers never had to be more than one page in length. Therefore, I did not have to do much writing or do many essays. Surely not enough to remember any of the assignments. Writing has never been something I enjoyed doing, so I never bothered to many any memories of my writing experiences. I did not think it was necessary to remember any of them since I only had to do them to get a grade. The only writing experience I remember was the first assignment I had in this English 100 class about a writing experience. All week long, I sat there thinking about what to write about, but nothing came to mind as a topic. Then, one thing came to mind, but it was so very vague, I could not write the length that was needed for the assignment. I could only think of a few sentences to write for it. After sitting for a few moments longer, I thought, how about I write about how difficult it was for me to write this essay before it was due.