My Personal Writing

If we are to establish that good writing is made up of basic control of the language that is being written, adherence to conventions of grammar and style, and the ability to present a cogent argument and reasonable support for that argument, I may qualify as a good writer. However, it must be recognized that there is a great deal of distance from simply being good at a subject or task and having developed mastery of the same. Thus, I would argue that while I am a good writer I have yet to cross the threshold of skill that qualifies me as a great writer. Greatness in writing exhibits a level of awareness and development of thought that is rare and hard to achieve. As a product of this class, I would like to find myself closer to that finely

I would describe the writing process I experienced through my learning years as very limited and poor in skills. I can definitely say that my writing techniques and methods are simple and basic. Since English is not my primary language I feel really pressured by this subject and I'm expecting too much from myself. I remember when I was in 8th grade at the beginning stage of learning a new language, my English teacher focused mainly on teaching her students how to spell the words correctly, show the proper grammar, and form the correct structural sentence organization. The difficulty I am experiencing in writing any essay is the language barrier and not

The relationship that I have with writing is complicated and we don’t always get along. Although we tend to make up even when I get frustrated and want to quit. When being assigned a paper I struggle with what to write. My words seem to never come out the way I would like and I’m always having to start over and over again. It starts to get frustrating after a while. Needless to say writing isn’t one of my favorite things to do but it’s apart of our everyday lives like texting, sending emails, posting on Facebook, Twitter, and so on. I personally have only used texting as my main daily form of writing since I graduated high school. So therefore I would like to refresh my memory of what I learned in high school and widen my use of writing while in this writing course.

I may not be the best writer there is out there but I do put all of me into each piece I develop. I believe in giving it your all at all times. If your giving it anything less why try at all. I'm huge on that theory and I believe it means a lot more than I believe it to be. I hope that each piece I submit this semester is nothing less than my best and I hope to take in all the criticism and use it to my advantage.

The only way you can become better at doing something is simply by continuing to work on your craft. Whether it is a hobby, an interest, or a profession, if you don't keep working, then you will remain complacent. A year ago, I thought writing was one of those things where I would just be complacent in. Not because I didn’t wanted to work harder at it, but because I thought of writing as one of those skills that came natural to you, or you did not have it at all. I always wanted my writing to improve but never knew how.

My areas for improvement as a writer are grammar and wording. Since English is not my primary language, I have many flaws on my writing techniques. Sometimes, my sentence becomes wordy or awkward if I could not explain something what I thought. Also, I have a hard time distinguishing what or when to use proper articles in front of the noun, or what preposition should be used in front of particular phrases or verbs.

“I am not by any means a competent writer.” This was the first sentence in my introduction for my first journal assignment. However, over the last eight weeks in this course, I have proven this statement false. I now realize, that I have always been a competent writer, but I was not a confident one. Therein was the problem, my confidence level. This issue caused me to struggle and question everything in the writing process, from grammar to thesis statements. The mere idea of writing an essay sent my heart racing. But it was either write the essays or fail the course and failing simply was not an option. So, how has my writing process changed over the last eight weeks? In large part it hasn’t, my writing process has remained the same, but as

It is mine. The golden sun that shines and kisses the tops of my shoulders. The wisps of white clouds traveling within a baby blue sky. The gentle breeze that coils itself around my arms providing relief from the warming sun. The sapphire sea and its serene waves rolling gently out to shore onto the finely grained sand. It is all mine.

In my journal feedbacks, my writing has many mistakes and it needs to be improved. The first one is to improve the spelling because it is also one of the important things to create natural sentences in my journal. The other thing, I must not use the conjunction to start a sentence such as because, or but, because it will lead to sentence fragments. The last one, make sure I use the appropriate object or pronoun in sentences to make sense. At the final analysis, these things that I have to spend a lot of time to improve, and I will write emails, journals, letters or notes better.

My relationship with writing has always been a love/hate relationship. “Be courageous and try to write in a way that scares you a little”- Holley Gerth.  The fear I have with not doing well and my having apprehensions with my grammar and spelling is what holds me back in writing. What also holds me back at times is that fact that sometimes people are quick to judge oneself with what they put on paper, and that they might hate your opinion. That is also what excites me about writing. If I choose a topic I have a connection with it and love it, I hope other people will too.

Throughout phase one we identified a topic and had an approach to a paper that we would be reflecting off of this whole year and soon building better research, but then we saw a lot of issues on my first paper. Even though I was not thrilled about these changed I had to make they have to change for this next phase two. Although I wasn’t happy with the grade I had received lets just say I learned a lot about what I can do differently to improve my writing, for this phase two. In my phase one I talked about how I use a lot of fillers for words, run on sentences and even some sentence structure fragments. In a paper these things are common and defiantly in mine they show up a lot. I will be trying to avoid some of these issues in the Problem Solutions essay that we are beginning. Some of my strengths as a writer in

Well... This is supposed to be a story about myself of my development as a reader and writer. I’m not quite sure how to start an essay like this, so im just just gonna go for it. when i was a younger man around the age of 5 my mother and grandmother (nana) taught me to remember letters and words and what i would call my first “literacy” teachers. Now when i hear the word “literacy” i do not think of the typical reading and writing taught in schools though. i was never properly told the definition of the word i sorta made mine own. For example I see a well story based movie literacy, because of thought and writing to put into such films, and the amount of emotion that can be portrayed. Back to my first lessons in literacy, my family set my expectations high. Very high.

Writing is one of the important aspect of learning a new language and it is one of my many weaknesses in English. I have been trying to use any opportunity that to improve my writing and I am so grateful that the Plainsboro library and more precisely Anne form a series of writing classes. There are so many good activities in the class and also there are some that I would like to see I these classes.

As I kid, I always loved to read and write. Reading provided me with another world to escape from my own. There was an exact beginning and an end. Books were a comfort because it was something no one had control over what I chose. I got to choose what type of book I read. I loved writing, because it gave me a chance to create this world. I got to create my own fantasy. As I grew up, not only were reading and writing a way to escape the pressures of the world, but it also became a comfort like an old friend who you have not seen in a long time, but it feels like they never left. The power of reading and writing, I believed, could significantly change a person’s outlook on life. So, I read to become someone else and learn about life. I read to explore the world. I wrote to create new places to escape to. I wrote to implement scenarios that I wished existed. I read and write to be free.

I’m a really emotional person and honestly, I’m probably going to cry some while writing this. I’m not sure why I’m writing about myself because I never talk about my feelings. I hate talking about myself, and I’m such an awkward person. My mind is already in a hundred different places, so if I change topics really fast, I apologize in advance. I just feel like I feel everything a lot more deeply than other people. I don’t know if that makes sense or not, but I feel as if everything has a reason and everyone has a purpose. I really don’t understand how people can be so rude to each other. I get asked all the time “Why do you flirt with everyone?” and I don’t see why people think I do just because I’m being polite. I feel like it’s so