Personal Narrative: My Growth As A Writer

My earliest experience with writing was my learning period that formed not only my style of writing but how I studied and the ability to apply words and concepts into a structured format. The process at first was difficult because it was my first time being exposed to structured writing which caused me to put it off until the last minute or lose interest in the topic I was writing about. The rowdy classroom was eager to release near the end of the day, but we knew we had to face one of the more uninteresting subjects of the day: middle school English.The teacher thoroughly explained our assignment which made each one of us cringe. The class finally initiated work mode and I was clueless. I would start to make progress but would be constantly

My growth as a writer has been going uphill since the very first mini paper. I came to Heartland Community College thinking, I was an okay writer. They told me when I took the placement test I wrote a college level but I didn’t see it myself. I would look at other classmates work and be kind of upset with myself for not making the same choices they did. Maybe I could have changed a word or maybe talked about a different subject and try to not go off topic so much. Well if it wasn’t a Gladwell paper because he tends to go off topic in his papers. The break up letter took me so long to do, I was so nervous because I didn’t want to sound like a high school kid and get a bad great for not pushing myself to the next level.

I believe that I have improved as a writer by taking this class. When I first started sixteen weeks ago I could barely put a paragraph together that made any sense at all. Now I have more confidence in what I have learned. To use these tools, make a paragraph that makes more sense. I now am able to write a simple essay with little to no problem at all with some and body of a research paper. You as my teacher have given me advice on how, to look at my essay and tear it apart and help me to rebuild it and see how I can improve it, and make it better. I learned to accept corrective criticism and use it for the better. I understand my classmates are trying to bring across in their argument. This in this classroom is what makes a person a better

As a writer, there are many challenges I face, requiring strength in different areas in order to overcome them. My greatest challenges would be momentum, writer’s block, and confidence. When a writer understands their challenges they can become their greatest strengths. When I am writing it is important to have the adequate momentum to get from notes to final draft. I often find myself losing steam and have difficulty getting my momentum back. Allowing myself to get distracted, taking too many breaks, or starting my writing when I know I will not have time to complete it all, contributes to my failed momentum. Writer’s block can easily be considered the Achilles heel for all authors. When I can’t form a thought worth writing down, I

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.

My first essay was a personal narrative about my experience working in retail and how the way I was treated as an employee changed my view and made me more compassionate. In my third and fourth essay, I explored a topic that I did not know much about and found myself learning some valuable information in the process. In addition to learning about grammar, punctuation and public speaking, I learned more about myself in this class.

As a senior approaching graduation in less than a month, I have my life goals on my mind more often than my schoolwork nowadays. I spend hours asking myself the question “What am I going to do? I spend even more hours asking myself “How am I going to do it?”And the answer to these questions changes every day.

My freshman year of high school seemed like the most rigorous in terms of workload, only because it was unfamiliar territory. I delved into a new and unorthodox writing style which was a risk but it definitely paid off. Since I actually enjoyed creative writing, my favorite kind of essays to write were narratives, personal or fictional. One assignment, a fictional narrative, asked me to use my imagination to create characters and describe, in detail, a story. I chose this assignment to look back on because I felt it showcased my creative writing skills. Although the essay was

To many of my school classmates writing came as second nature; to me not so much. It was clear that my weak relationship with writing was going to be an issue if I didn’t get a grip on it. Writing has constructed many obstacles in my life, but with the right words and guidance I continue to overcome the language.

This included the narrative essay in crots, the investigative narrative essay, and the mini poetry manuscript. They all offered different perspectives on writing, such as the importance of research in the investigative narrative piece. I learned how difficult of a task it is to hunt for information on the internet. You cannot simply pick the first result on Google, but rather find a credible source embedded deeper within in your topic. This is how I included information in my essay that was shocking to my reader, because it was even new to me. Also, I discovered the significance of context throughout this class. For example, I could change a couple words in my mini poetry manuscript and it would change its entire meaning. In the same respect, I realized what types of things, such as clichés, to take out of my poems so they stay concise, thus enhancing meaning and promoting

The biggest point of growth in my writing only came once I started college, before that I only wrote to satisfy teachers and to answer whatever questions they wanted answered. I wasn’t developing habits of mind , which I’m sure was the intent of those teachers, and looking back I never really questioned, sought out anything, or thought of my writing as a conversation between me and my audience. My writing at best was the farthest thing from complex because to me it wasn’t the process it was meant to be, but just another assignment with limitations I was forced to do. If my high school self could only imagine what the freedom and lessons college writing would bring, I probably would have seen my assignments in a less oppressive light.

Throughout this essay I have learned more than I have in my four years of high school English. Being able to learn so much information in such a little time was amazing to me. I learned different kind of rhetorical styles to write in, what each ones purpose is, how to have online discussions with other peers and lastly I learned how to improved my writing skills in general.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how lucky I am to be a writer. Ideas and phrases have always fluttered around my head and I had never really questioned it; a good friend of mine said something recently that made me. We were sat in a small booth at a local diner sipping on coffee as I casually explained the premise of a short story I had just written. She looked up from her cup, puzzled, and simply asked, “How did you come up with that?” I had no idea how to explain to her that sometimes things just come to me and then I write them down. It was in that moment I realized not everyone had the mind of a writer.

When I grow up I want to be a writer. First of all ever since I was a little girl I have loved writing. I would write stories or make up stories in my head. Then when I started to read I knew I wanted to be a writer. Because I loved to read, but to be able to write the stories was even more awesome. I would sit in my bedroom for hours just writing. Then as I grew I started to love writing even more. I kept a journal and I would write about my day and what I did. Now that I can read more mature books I know I want to become a writer when I grow up.

My history with writing has a bit of a rocky path, but I’d like to think that I am navigating smoother terrain now than I had in the long ago. I have always loved writing, but I lacked a teacher that nurtured and encouraged the writing process. This left me to believe that I lacked the necessary skills it took to construct a well worded story, let alone essay. Since then I had avoided writing, unless it was for a grade, but that changed in the summer of 2016.