Personal Narrative: A Career As A Writer

Distant, cold, and non-existent describes my relationship with writing. My relationship with writing has never been a close relationship. Writing has always been difficult for me. I have never hated writing, but it has been a constant challenge for me. I will be discussing my fears of writing, the value of being able to express your ideas through writing, and what excites me about writing more and more.

My feelings about writing are something a teacher does not want to here. Personally I do not like to write because I struggle at it just like reading. Another reason why I do not like writing is because it is very time consuming and I do not have the patience. Writing takes many steps and processes to have a good piece of work when I would rather skip them all too just a couple steps. When I am trying to writing I feel like I so many ideas and topics to write about, but when time comes to write. Boom nothing comes to me, and I sit there staring at my blank piece of paper stressing. Trying to focus is another reason that makes me dislike writing. Before I start the paper I am think I am going to sit down and get this paper done and over with,

This piece of writing is a narrative writing piece, my aim is to create an atmosphere of fear and create an experience of the operation. In the writing, I used first person pronouns to show that was a first hand experience. I used I, me, and myself in this writing. I also used sensory details as the smell of the material in the operating room - the smell of anti-infective was strong and strange for me. It helps to create an atmosphere and makes the writing more authentic. I used colour adjectives to help the reader visualize the scenes – pale and blue watch. Furthermore, I also used the sounds to make my writing lively and vivid – “Tik-tok, tik-tok, tik-tok”

I previously attended Texas A&M University and received a degree in Political Science. I found myself writing many papers for this field but mostly research papers. Although I have this experience in writing, they were mostly just regurgitating information in an organized way.

My relationship with writing has varied throughout my life. As a young child, I found that though the process of writing came easily once I started, I dreaded the preparation. However, whenever someone asked me if I enjoyed writing, my answer was always yes. I spent time in elementary school writing on my own; I found it to be a great creative outlet as well as a stress reliever. I know, you’re probably wondering how much stress could I have had at seven or eight years old. You’d be surprised. Anyway, that’s not the point of this letter.

The writing process has been a difficult process for me for many years. In high school, I did not do well I struggled with coming up with Ideas on how to start my writing. After finishing high school, I worked in the healthcare filled and I was required to chart daily activities for my clients. I found myself constantly misspelling words and writing improper grammar, so I decided to enroll in college and take Composion 1. Writing a complete sentence requires a subject and a verb and has to express a complete though. Also, brain storming was difficult for me to create, I would have my first clue then get lost on what to do next. Over time after some proper tutoring my writing improved a little. I would say writing takes time and what would

Sunlight trickled through the window in front of me, staining the desk and papers a bright and shifting orange. Noticing the change in light, I tore my focus away from my work and glanced at the desk clock. 6:37. Smiling tiredly, I realized I had been writing all night long. You are absolutely insane, I thought to myself, drowsily shaking my head in disbelief. No one else would write for hours and hours like you do. That drunken thought sparked a sudden question in my mind– why? What in my life has caused me to enjoy writing so much to the point of going a night without sleep because of it? Leaning back in my desk chair, I shut my eyes and tried my best to recall my most influential memory with writing. After a few minutes of recalling my

I switched back and forth between tabs as I waited for something new to appear, so it could entertain my mind. Why was no one online at three in the morning? And why did I still have an incomplete book in front of myself?

Throughout my twenty two years of life I have had a love/hate relationship with writing. In school I’ve had English classes in which I enjoyed immensely. Then there were the classes I did not. Sadly a majority of the time it was the latter. Subsequently during my adolescence I was never really interested in writing. I cannot remember a time when I was angry or anxious while preparing to write a paper. I just wouldn’t go as far as to say I enjoyed writing papers. I viewed it as a chore that I wanted to be finished as quickly as possible. But at the same time I’ve always considered myself a average writer and viewed most of my work as well written papers with solid ideas. Yet I would still find myself receiving grades that were much lower than I expected.

The sound of Carmine’s snoring from across the hall forces its way through my closed door and into my room. It wakes me before my alarm this morning. I’m not sure what time he came in last night, but I must have been in a deep sleep. Slowly, I go through the motions of my morning routine. Taking care not to wake Carmine, I finish getting ready and leave him a note to tell him I’ll be at the library all day. Just as I finish checking my assignments and pack my book bag for the library, I hear my phone ping with a new text message.

Who am I and why did I start writing? Both valid questions that I have recently been asked and both questions I am not entirely sure how to answer. I am a young woman with a passion for words. I am a sister, a daughter, an aunt, and a friend with endless amounts of love and laughter to share. I am emotional, intuitive and caring. I am a believer, a fighter and a lover. I am a lot of things, all of which contradict each other, yet complement each other. As for why I started writing, that's simpler to answer. Ever since I was a little girl I have always loved to read - it was always an escape. Through my parents' treacherous and painful separation, my sister leaving, bullies in school, and all the other horrors, books were always there to provide

Ever since I was little, I remembered going into the main office to read stories to the secretaries. I loved reading and writing stories for others to enjoy. As I kept writing for school and eventually in the teen section of the local newspaper I realized the duty of a writer- to inform and influence. With this responsibility comes decisiveness and the determination to write in truth. The significance of our diction emulates our character and the society we want to live in.

I was never particularly fond of high school English courses, actually not very interested in reading and writing about any subjects at all. I’m more of a visual and tactile/kinesthetic learner. I’ve always preferred visual aids, diagrams, and active exploration of the world. Heck, I just like to touch and tinker with things to gain the necessary knowledge needed to perform a specific task. Reading and writing requires patience and an independent learning style that does not favor my cognitive learning style. As I continued to grow wiser and older my managerial requirments have forced me down the road of administration leadership. More powerpoint briefs, white papers, and continuous emails have largerly consumed my daily work routine. Taking

Many times I find myself just rambling a list of events when writing. I do not enjoy writing but I do not hate it. My goal this year for me as a writer is to get better at making my writing pieces a fun story to read and not just a boring list of events. I do not see myself with a career involving writing in the future but you never know. I don't think I would ever have the patience to write a published book. My favorite author is definitely Gary Paulsen. Gary Paulsen wrote my favorite book Hatchet. My favorite writing piece i've ever done was my paper on Russia in fourth grade. A research paper is my favorite type of paper because you learn as you write. My least favorite type of paper to write is a Personal

Writing has always been a part of my life. For as long as I could remember, I have always had a passion for writing. I still can recall my first experience. I was in the first grade; also, I just learned how to spell my name. It was no kid in the world more excited than me at the time. I never felt so accomplished. For instance, I used to spell my name with a g instead of a j. I remember going to class with my pencil and my paper every day ready to learn. One of my very first accomplishments as a writer was winning author of the month for being the first student to write a paragraph without any mistakes. That is pretty big for a first grader. It seems like it was just yesterday. Between first and third grade I won many awards, but I had my eyes set on one bigger than a tapeworm appetite. Who would have known that this award would test my writing skills to the maximum