My Writing: A Career As A Writer

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.

From a young age, I have always been taught to understand the value of education and learning. Reading and writing have been emphasized to me as tools for success, that should always be constantly improved, for as long as I can remember.

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.

When I was young the last things I ever wanted to do were to read and write, I just never had the desire. When I made it to first grade it was discovered that the main problem with my lack of desire to read and write was the fact that I was unable to see clearly. I was diagnosed and sent to get a pair of glasses that I was to wear full time, then I also spent time in vision therapy so that I would be able to better comprehend what I was seeing. The main reason I was left with my bad vision so long was because I never knew that there was something wrong I only had my frame of reference on what I was supposed to see the world as and since I was used to it being fuzzy or blurry I never realized that there was a problem with my vision. Another

Originally I hated having to read and write, it was a horrendous repeated process that I was forced to uptake everyday of my academic life. All up until my dad started playing audio books in the car on the way to school. Now I can thank my dad for encouraging my sister and me to read, because without his guidance I would still hate reading and writing.

The only thing I really remember about reading and writing instruction when I was little is being read to. I was in preschool and when it was time to read we all sat on the rainbow rug, and our teacher would read to us. I don’t have the best memory. I’m sure there were more attempts on getting my interest in reading and writing, I just can’t remember.

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.

My post secondary goal after high school is to go to the Vet Tech Institute of Pittsburgh to become a veterinarian technician within a span of eighteen months. I am hoping this Honors English course will help to improve my writing skills, note taking skills, and get me use to the type of things I will experience in college. If I were to improve as a writer it would benefit me by improving my ability to do lab write-ups. If I incorporate my grammar skills into my vocabulary it will also benefit me in seeming to be a more intelligent young adult, which will hopefully cause the teachers to take me more seriously. By becoming a better writer I could become a better student altogether. Becoming a better note taker is a skill I really hope I adapt

Growing up I always knew I loved to read. There was a time when I thought reading was just for school not for anything else. When I started to get into sports I started to enjoy reading sports magazines online articles, and that made me enjoy reading about my favorite athletics their stories and how they became what they are and how they did it. Soon enough I saw myself finishing the whole article or the magazine. Part of that made enjoy reading more, and that made like to read other than sports so I started to read about history because I always was fascinated with what happened in the past, but I just never put the time to read about it. Which made me challenge myself to see if I can read a book or an article or something that I wanted to check it out and read about

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,

I think as a writer I am okay but not as good as I had hoped to be when I reached college. I do love history and history involves a lot of writing most of the time, but for some reason my writings in history and literature never seemed to transcend to English language or writing courses I have taken since coming to BU. I definitely think that one of my strong suits is getting my point across, however, my execution of my points sometimes is lacking a bit and the development of my ideas I tend to struggle with as well. I definitely feel like I need to work on grammar in my essays, especially run-on sentences. It always seems to be the one thing that I lose most points off. As this is a class based on how the topic of marijuana has progressed

Writing is spontaneous. Writing can be ideas jotted down on to a paper without a rhyme or reason, or possibly with more reason than the paper itself. Writing is a beautiful art that one will overlook time and time again, because it requires a likewise thought process of something greater than reality. Not just anybody could revolve oneself around writing, although occupationally, being a writer would require education, patience and creativity.

But then they weren't. Her love for writing rotted away, her happiness eaten with it. It didn't stop at her love for writing. First, she didn't want to write. And then she stopped doing her makeup in the morning. Eventually, all of her energy had to be dedicated to small tasks like getting up in the morning and not going to bed the moment she got home. All of her emotions were at an all-time high. She lashed out at small annoyances, sobbed for hours to the tune of slight

The morning was still our night, time was going in slow circles around us. There's twenty of us all wearing the same dark blue shirt with the saying NYG 2016 stripping the sleeve we all crawl out the door our eyes drooping, backs slumped, legs moving like a baby preparing for walking. My hands fall and fingers go limp as I throw my arms to my side, we head out the door, leaving behind the place on high alert. With thousands of people passing through every day, many sleeping on the black seats that are in rows. Stores, and restaurants that were way overpriced, lined the walls like wallpaper. A consistent buzzing and shaking of the building happened for hours, but today it all halted, for a reason unknown to me. Together, we pass through