Personal Narrative : I Heart Writing

I learned a few interesting reasons regarding my overall feelings for writing. Up until now, I never examined why I disliked writing. Looking back at my past experiences with writing I now have a better understanding on what was holding me back. Self-confidence certainly played a large factor in my avoidance of writing. After writing the essay on my relationship with writing, I can use what I have learned from that exercise and apply it to my future writing adventures. I need to be more self-confident, and not worry about any judgments. I need to realize that I am able to express my thoughts through writing. This exercise gave me a very good perspective on my avoidance of writing and will help propel me to write more in the future.

My writing experiences have been minimal. So far I have only learned the basics of writing, like forming sentences and forming sentences to put into paragraphs. I can tell that my writing has improved throughout the years. I hope to improve in writing essays, paragraphs, stories, and speeches so that I have no errors with editing and creating the final product. I predict that I will be a well rounded writer when I graduate from Newman University.

Many people enjoy and have fun writing, but then again, many people dislike having to write, including me. Writing has always been something I was never really interested on for many reasons.

    As a child I was a very eager learner, I always wanted to learn new things to feed my brain. My desire to learn how to read started when I was introduced to the book, “Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?” Since I didn't have the ability to read at that age, I would ask my mom to

As an incoming freshmen my strengths as a writer are a wide vocabulary , word usage, and writing argumentative essays. I feel with having strength in those areas allows me to be a successful write, with success comes some weakness. My weaknesses are grammar, punctuation, spelling ,and thesis statements. I have a hard time trying to depict what is the best punctuation when writing. All throughout grade school and high school I've always been an underachiever in spelling. English and writing are my least strongest subjects. I floundered in high school with these subjects. In my personal opinion I don't think my high school prepared us well enough for writing on the college level.  I think that the areas that I struggle are very basic levels of

One of my strengths as a writer is when I start to write I get into a writing flow, it is when someone's thoughts and writing feel like they are completely in sync as they write, and I am sure that almost everyone gets into a flow when they get focused enough. The problem for me is getting into that writing flow in the first place. I am talking about the common writer's block; also, another weakness that I found when I was in English N50 is that I have a particularly hard time writing about myself. I did improve over the course, but I still struggle. The last skill that I exceeded in my last English class is proofreading other classmates work, and that was either because I truly am good at proofreading, or it was because there was a lot of

When it comes to writing I have a mental breakdown, I get nervous, overthink, and emotionally stressed. These three words describe me as a writer. In high school I would have a difficult time starting papers, often times my weaknesses was grammar and sentences fragments. How I feel about writing is how I feel when a love one dies. It's like as if I'm at a funeral and my paper is the one being funeralized. I think the reason why I am how I am about writing is because my college English teacher in high school was so harsh on my papers, and ever since then I've been traumatize to write papers.

Some of my favorite books, mostly Dr. Seuss, mostly got me going on my reading skills. It was easy. Word were easy to pronounce and they also had pic to help me with words I couldn’t even say. I felt important reading his books. Then, as I got older and my reading skills improved, chapter books came into play. Through my childhood I did not have it so easy. My brother passed and he mostly taught me how to correctly read. So when he left, I was stuck. I had other people in my family to help but once you get use to that favorite person helping you, you get attached. When it came to one of my other brother, it sucked. I usually get talked about constantly by him because he was older and always run his mouth when I came across a word that I didn’t know. Reading books became an easy escape at that age. It was something to do, and kept me occupied without having to talk to myself. It was also a way to read about other people and about their lives, which I think is a reason for my taste in books now. My parents and my favorite math teacher always told me that I'm a very bright individual and my accomplishments in other subjects prove that. I approached and passed science and surprisingly math. They both dealt with reading and understanding things that I needed to know. To me, writing equals to nothing more than stress and frustration. I thought was too stupid to waste effort

Some of my strength, when it comes to writing are persuading, collecting ideas/generate ideas, and understand what the topic is expressing. On the other side, my weaknesses are organizing the paper, sentence structure, and grammatical error.

Children running around, screaming, smiling. Just a normal day as a water park lifeguard. I take a friends spot for their break, as i often did. He was the reason I got hired in the first place. $10 an hour to pace back and forth he told me. My 16 year old self couldn’t ask for more. That was 3 months ago and I had no excitement over the job left. I find myself daydreaming staring at the bottom of the pool as I pace back and forth. I hear a splash from the area to the left of me and see a young girl struggling to keep herself up. I kick my shoes off the second I see her and dive to assist her. I get to her while she’s still struggling, I pull her onto my tube and begin my spiel. You are required to see the person and react in 10 seconds, I took 6. I smile happy to do well and keep the young girl safe. As I’m filling out the paperwork, as we did with all rescues, my managers call me over. They say I did well on the time requirement side, but I was written up. Kicking my shoes off was wasting time in a situation where every second counts. I started of thinking I didn't deserve the write up, since I had saved the young girl as

I believe that everyone should chase their dreams and never give up no matter how hard it gets. Two years ago during my sophomore year my friend, Janet, introduced me to a writing app called Wattpad. I fell in love with the app and my friend had written a story on their as well she encouraged me to publish a story I had been writing on Wattpad too. After some debate I decided take her advice and publish the story other people I knew ended up reading the book and told me to keep writing. So I continued to write throughout my sophomore year it was fun and easy at first until I ran into writers block and the story grinded to a halt.

The multi-layered lyrics of ‘Lateralus’, composed by the 90’s American rock band ‘Tool’, expresses the importance of discovering our own conscience in order to evolve and explore our subconscious. Or enlightenment Additionally the composer uses allegory to express that as age brings awareness of ourselves and surrounding, it is with our minds that we discover other existences and possibilities that are adapted into our own lives. We are here to stretch our minds and exercise lateral thinking. The overall structure of the song is written in ‘Fibonacci sequence’ which is a mathematical sequence that works with counting syllables.

I have been reading and writing for as long as I can remember. I always enjoyed reading and writing stories, even when I wasn’t in school. While reading had never been much of a struggle, I always had a hard time writing my thoughts down on paper the way that I wanted. The earliest recollections I have of myself learning to read is when I was about five years old. My mother wasn’t there when I started to learn how to read. She was deployed in Iraq at the time and I would read to her over the phone every time I got the chance. Another memory I have of my road to literacy is when I was in the first grade. Once or twice a week, we would take out our writing notebooks and write about whatever we wanted. I would usually write about what I did

There are many aspects that I would like to change to improve my writing skills. The first thing I would like to do is imply what my main idea is instead of stating it. The main reason I want to improve on this is because I feel that my writing style doesn’t change. I want my writing to be complex. I know that implying the main idea can be a little tricky. I’ve been researching and I’m learning that I need to find the common bond among the details in the passage. I think this issue affected me when I took college composition one because I chose to write an essay about school lunches affecting children’s diets. For the body of my paragraph, every sentence began with “the school association needs to”. My style was just too plain and boring. I

When I was four, I started reading. Family folklore is that I read a murder story over my mom’s shoulder at the breakfast table and shocked her and my dad. My mom didn’t read the paper with me sitting next to her after that. Because I was praised for being able to read so young, I saw myself as “smart”; I’d found the one thing that seemed to please my mom. I also found that I loved reading, so it was a win-win for me. Before Kindergarten, I would write stories with my mom. She would write the words down for me, and I would illustrate them. From then on, I used everything I could get my hands on to express myself. I paint, draw, write stories, crochet, sew clothes and purses, quilt, do needlepoint, knit, write letters to anyone who is willing to fork over their address, blog, make pottery, and sing (very poorly). I’ve always seen myself as a creative person, mostly because my mother pushed me to express myself in creative ways. I always saw writing as one way to express my inner self.