My Love For Writing Class Analysis

Everyone on the planet has a goal set in life, but only a handful attempt to improve to obtain their goal by studying the subject their goal is in. In my English class, English 101 this quarter I was astonished by how much I had progressed as a writer sharpening my writing skills and also learned a lot about writing that I hadn’t learned before. In my writing portfolio for this quarter I had to write an autobiography essay, a research essay, and this reflection essay to develop my writing skills better. The writing assignments were fun to do because it challenged me to work on essays of different styles that were new to me. The essay assignments helped me grow as a better writer that gave me the self-confidence and skills to take on the world on my own.

Writing on the other hand is not my favorite thing in the whole world. I find writing difficult, and I mean that I have a hard time putting the words in my head onto paper. This is the hardest essay for me because I am not good at telling stories. I have always found it easier to write something on a topic such as a research paper or an argumentative essay, but I also was not encouraged to write until high school in Mrs. Wansley’s AP English class. She is the one that taught me everything I know about grammar and essays. Mrs. Wansley was very passionate about crossfit, literature, and Sylvia Plath, and she is actually one of

Throughout my childhood, I endlessly battled with reading and writing. I was exceptionally inadequate at learning grammar and memorizing vocabulary words. Not to mention my hardships with generating well structured and eloquent essays. However, I possessed a passionate love of reading and writing. It was not until the following of my Freshman year in high school, that I truly began to flourish when it came to writing essays and reading complex novels.

My best writing experience I had in my life was back at my first year of college. I was going to Bay College in my hometown to complete my generals before switching to a bigger college. One of my English classes was one I had most enjoyable with due to being able to write stories that happened in our life. I constructed writing a past experience, reliving it word for word brought back good and bad memories. On top of that a few of our papers were making up a story in our mind (mine was about going to Paris) nevertheless making it sound like it actually happened. Hearing other people’s stories they made it was quite interesting. This is why I considered this was my best experience due to the creativity we had.

When I was young I really didn’t like to read or write. My time was spent on playing video games or playing outside with my siblings. From time to time I would read a book just to keep the communistic school off my innocent back, but every so often I would find a book that caught my eye and I actually enjoyed reading. The first book I vividly remember enjoy was The Outsiders. This book stood out to me. It made me realize that not every book has to be a boring textbook, that I can actually read something and enjoy it. After reading this book I started to enjoy writing a little bit more. I had a better understanding that even if it’s an essay paper I can still have fun with it. I started to enjoy writing more than ever. Eventually my English

I have been writing since I have been in Middle School. I have realized that by college it was easier for me to write down my thoughts in order for me to remember what I have said or done. Writing out my thoughts gives me a sense of recollection, knowledge, and pacification that gets me through my day. I pictured writing to be as simple as jotting down a few sentences, but as I got farther in school I realized that there is more to it than just writing sentences. English has been my most difficult subject I have ever endured, but I have somehow been managing to make excellent grades and achieving all requirements. First in the essay, I will discuss my experiences in the English life that I’ve taken so far up until college. The second part will list my struggles in creating a thesis, a work cited, and properly citing my sources used in the papers.

Writing has always been alien to me, I have always struggled putting my thoughts down on paper. While my childhood friends had diaries, I could not fathom why anyone would need one. The idea of putting your thoughts down on a piece of paper did not resonate with me, although I have always had a passion for reading, and found reading when I was a child a great way to get away without going anywhere. I have always been jealous of those that can put pen to paper and write as if it was second nature to them. Whereas even as I write this, I find that I am struggling with finding the right words to express how I am feeling about writing a literary essay for this writing class. I am still an avid reader and will always find solace in reading anything the piques my interest from the first page to the last. If the book pulls me in from the first page, I find it difficult to put it down before I finish it; I have lost sleep over finishing a good book.

If I am being completely honest, at the beginning of the semester, I detested writing in every form. However, this class has taught me otherwise. This class has taught me that writing takes practice just like anything else, moreover writing 150 taught me that writing is much more than just throwing some words together and praying they make sense. In high school, I vividly remember sitting in every English class feeling like I was the worst rhetor in existence consequently, I didn’t try. I wrote no more than one draft the night before and that was the extent of my effort. Throughout this class, however, I have learned that just like playing an instrument or riding a mountain bike down a hill, writing takes practice. As I began to write consistently and began to learn more about rhetoric and style I found that my writing greatly improved and that I was able to get my arguments across in a clear and interesting way.

I have loved writing since I was in fourth grade. I wrote a lot of sci-fi fictional stories for my brother and sister about magicians and princesses. As I have aged, my mother has pushed me when it comes to writing--she tries to make me write when I do not feel inspired, and wants me to send my writing to publishing even though I do not want to be a published author. After what seems like forever of this, I lost my will to write entirely, for fun, that is. I felt like every time I wrote I was being critiqued and it was not fun anymore. This English 101 class helped me rekindle my flame and passion for writing.

In fifth grade, reading sort of halted and writing took up most of our time. That was when I discovered I also was not half bad at writing my own stories. My imagination could run wild with ideas and thoughts and I loved creating an exciting suspenseful story. Throughout middle school my love for writing continued to grow and my writing abilities did also. I had always been told I was an avid reader and strong writer, and I believed it myself. It wasn’t until I got to high school did I not feel as adequate as a writer.

Reading and writing doesn’t connect with me, compared to everyone else. With reading and writing being one the major struggles I have, it was and still is very difficult for me to find my true reading and writing skills. In high school, I was in Adv. English courses throughout the 4 years, and I was an average kid in the class. We are forced to read a lot of articles about today main topics and issues, romantic story poems, and novels such as, Beowulf, The Tempest, and To Kill a Mockingbird. But my absolute favorite reading that we did was, Edgar Allan Poe poems. The way he uses that evil, dark, and scared tone, is what gets me the chills in a scary way. But with all other novels that I have done, I couldn’t really get into the readings. It then carried on to my free read and it was the worst part about English, because I don’t like to read for enjoyment and this would also go for writing as well. With writing, I can never get my thoughts on a paper correctly, so I would always be afraid of writing any type of essays, including this one. I feel as if writing were a punishment for me, because it takes so much time, thinking, and processing my thoughts or ideas for an essay. Summary, research, and argument were my worst enemy in high school. But with creative writing, I feel most comfortable doing, because I feel as if it's an easy way for me to express myself by writing whatever I'm feeling inside. It’s been a rough time with both reading and writing, this then puts my

Let’s rewind four years back to my freshman year of high school. I’ve always been a struggling writer throughout my adolescent years and as high school approached, I knew I would have to write my fair share of papers. The only difference between writing in high school and college is now I actually care. Writing used to be a chore to me, something you did because your teacher told you to and you didn’t care how it turned out as long as it got done. When I arrived in my EN100 class I had no idea how much my perspective on writing was going to change. My go-to motto of “I’ll do it later” came to a dramatic end because I learned that all my paper required my full attention. My bad habits of procrastination and inadequate papers were over. Throughout this semester, I was able to obtain skills and knowledge about writing that I did not even know was relevant. I will be looking back and analyzing my literacy narrative and informative essay while discussing my overall outlook of the class and what I have learned.

Reading and writing are a big part of our life, it doesn’t matter if we just read the headline of the news, or the signs saying railroad crossing ahead or forms for work. Writing, on the other hand, is similar, people write daily without even realizing it, for example, writing for class, filling out a form at work, or just writing for pleasure, it is all part of our daily lives. Even though not realizing how big of a part reading and writing has played in my life I have slowly started to acknowledge the little reading and writing moment in my life.

Writing was always hard for me, since my English was never my strongest suit. College Writing is giving the opportunity to learn to write better. With a total of seven essays that will be done in this class, I know my writing skills will improve drastically. Essay writing were never my favorite because it always took me a long time to complete one. I used to be always scared of writing Essays because of my English. I only started to get my confidence in writing essays in the College Writing class. I noticed that the more essays I wrote, the better I got. With every essay, I have gained new knowledge about different topics and myself. I recognized that in my first essay, Between the World and Me, by Ta -Nehisi Coates, my vocabulary was very limited. I always used the same words because I didn’t know any other words that I could use. To improve this matter, I decided to read more in my spare time. I came across many big words in the texts that I read and I decided to circle them. I them decided to guess the meaning of the words when it was used in the given sentence. I then looked up the words that I didn’t know and although it made my reading slower, I got more of an understanding of the new words that I was reading in the text. It shows that reading and writing goes hand in hand because you can’t improve your writing if you don’t read and expand your vocabulary and vice versa.

Reading and writing have always played an essential part in my life. From being a kid to my pre-teenage to college, I have managed to hone both skills to my fondness. However, even though it importantly helped, schooling did not influence me that much, but I managed to continue developing those skills I had into something else. Many unique things shaped and influenced my learning, and now reading, and writing has made think different and fast in responding to situations. I know even if I have nothing unusual to do, I’ll still have my talent and knowledge. To my achievement, I hope to develop those skills further so that I may accomplish my goals.