My Early Writing Experiences

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.

Writing has affected my life for the better, but our relationship is still rocky. I never realized how much of an impact writing would have on my life, until I began my career in law enforcement. Prior to my career in law enforcement, I was a student-athlete. I always viewed writing as a chore, something that I had to do, and that always frustrated me. It frustrated me, because, I did not think I was good at it. I then discovered personal writing. I began writing letters, telling stories, the whole nine yards; I learned to allow personal writing to be an outlet, and that helped me to become an overall better writer. After I became familiar with personal writing, writing started to grow on me. I found myself doing more and more writing, and I was enjoying it. When I enjoy writing, it makes the whole process seem easier.

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.

I became the literate person I am today by mostly writing, I write all the time and I do a little reading. What made me love writing was the fact I found an escape, not on an emotional level, but writing is something to help ease in my opinion. My personal writing has influenced me more than the writing I was assigned in school, I continued it outside of school as a choice of my own, once I started I never stopped. My viewpoint on reading is different than my viewpoint on writing, reading is not that bad but it can get boring. What made me feel different about reading from writing, is probably the fact, reading just takes time, like when I write, I write any and everytthing however I want. But, to read a book, I have to read it a certain way

Writing has always been a love – hate relationship of mine. In the past, I have had many writing experiences, both good and bad. I find many things involved with writing both simple and difficult. But in the end, I hope to become a better writer, so it can play an important role in my future.

My experience have been good but not so good. I'm not the best writer I struggle to get my ideas down.

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.

My childhood never consisted of a basic family routine. Other than my own house, I spent a majority of my time between my aunt’s and grandma’s house, which had a major impact on the way reading and writing has affected my life today. I was around the age of four when I began the first stages of my interests in reading. My aunt was the first one to sit down with me and begin the layout of my love for reading by teaching me the alphabet and the basic sounds of each letter. And my grandma was the first one to ensure the writing factor as she often told me stories that she had written herself. These two women, along with my schooling, are the benefactors behind my success in reading and writing to this day. Reading and writing have been very important

Reflecting on my peers work, I noticed a wide variety of writing quality, It varied in length and quality. Comparing it my own I can’t say that my personal writing is better. Since the people ranged differently. Some of my peers writing was better than mine and others were better. I did realize that most people put in a lot of effort and comparing my writing to that it shows that I need to put in more time to get the quality of writing. Furthermore, I was surprised when there was a minimum of 500 words some people went beyond the requirements while other did it. During the debates, some individuals did put in the effort to make a good argument and that showed through in their mid-term. And since it was a group debate assignment a lot of experience and levels of writing came together to come up with the best outcome.

“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.

One of my most challenging experiences in writing was actually in Virginia Wesleyan College. During my last semester, I was taking Professor Ruh’s ENG 250 class called 19th Century American Women Writers, and we were required to write a few literary analytical essays on novels and short stories that were written by women during the 19th century. Even though the class was very interesting, I was having such a hard time writing my essays that I actually thought I would never be able to pass his class after I failed my first essay. I am usually the type of student that never asks for help because I would often feel intimidated by my teachers. However, I managed to speak up and ask for his help throughout the entire semester and because of that,

Throughout this semester, I have personally developed and improved as a writer, through the weekly writing tasks set for the writers Journal. This procedure of composing Journal entries and assessment tasks involves critical reflection on the information provided and on myself developing those skills. During my school years, books were always as a part of my life, reading gave me joy, swept me towards my memories and took me along Journies never been before. However, I never thought of myself as a writer, composing short stories, writings and texts for others to read. I have realised that my goal is to become an influential educator to children who are yet to discover their potentials, goals and interests. Loan and Muir (2017) say “as teachers,

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been writing, both inside and outside of class. While I haven’t always been drawn to reading classics, I have spent a lot of time reading in general, and it always seemed to encourage me. I was easily inspired by the words on the pages coming to life in my mind, and even more fascinated by the fact that the image almost certainly looked different to every individual who took the words in themselves. I’ve always enjoyed being able to paint images in the minds of others and intrigued to learn just how much different it must look to each person who took in the words that I wrote. Did they look different to other people, or did everyone have the same general idea? How close were their own images to mine?

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

​In the beginning of my educational career, I detested anything that pertained to writing: paragraphs, fill-in-the-blank sentences, and especially poetry. However, a 10th-grade English class changed my perspective on the necessity of conveying my thoughts onto paper with effectiveness, and writing became the cargo boat of my thoughts- the manifestation of my progressively maturing mind. I began to write daily- approximately 4 pages per day- and I developed a writing skill that my friends envy and a unique eloquence that their tongues could only wish to formulate on their own. As an extension of my 11th-grade AP English class, I read additional works of writers we learned in class from different periods- Emerson, Twain, Fitzgerald, and Thoreau-