Personal Narrative: My Writing As A Means Of Communication

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

Becoming an excellent writer takes plenty of practice and of course time, and dedication. As a writer myself I have many flaws that I need to work on in order to become successful in my freshman composition class. However I also have a few strengths that I believe will benefit me in class. In High school I had a difficult time in most of my english classes therefore I know it will be a struggle when entering Cal State La although I will perceiver it wont be easy. I will dedicate a lot of my time into my freshman composition class because it will be a class that I will have my hardest time in. Although it may be difficult, being consistent and having a positive mindset will push me through what i believe will be the class in which i struggle in throughout my university years.

I have developed some bad habits after being in the military for 19 years by communicating in a military format and speech. These bad habit drives me to miss the mark when writing in a technical and military-like format that does not take my audience into consideration. I have trouble with tone and voice because of the number of military years and conditioning under my belt. This class helped bring me back to the basics in communicating to important elements in writing. There were several elements of writing that I developed throughout this

A couple of years ago my English teacher assigned me to write a short novel. At first I wasn’t really thrilled about having to spend 3 weeks writing a book for one of my least favorite subjects. I thought it was going to be hard and not worth the effort, until I started to write. Once I had my topic and an outline the writing came to me very easily. After a while of writing I started to get into the assignment and it became more of a pleasing task. I firmly believe it was that assignment that made me realize I was a better writer than I thought and that if I put my mind into it could produce good writing.

Ever since I was a child, I have always had the inclination to pick up a crayon rather than a pencil. From learning how to write my ABC’s to dreading over typing eight page papers, learning how to progressively read and write has manifested into a rollercoaster within my life, emotionally, that is. But don’t get me wrong, writing has slowly inched its way into my being and will continue to stay for my journey through academia. I honestly feel that there’s some sort of creature within my mind that prevents me from deriving happiness from english-related material. Though in the midst of all the chaos, I have developed an alternate outlet to express myself. An outlet where I wouldn’t have to think about forming sentences or using words that I don’t know but use anyway. An outlet in which I find solace and truly shows who I am as a person. The outlet of art.

I love to write. It’s actually where I feel most creative. However, I don’t love to write. It is my belief that composing documents by typing them is unquestionably easier and more efficient. When one physically writes, they typically tire easily. For me, it’s usually at five sentences or so when my hand starts to cramp up. At that point, I begin to compromise in my writing, trying to get to my point as quickly as possible, so that I can just get it over with. I also find that I’m a planner when writing. I can have a whole paragraph mapped out in my head before even starting it. However, when I have to slowly and painstakingly compose with a pen or pencil, I lose many of the ideas I had going into it, and again, just want to get it over with.

When I was a little girl I loved to write, my father would give me silly little writing prompts and I would write short paragraphs of made up scenarios. My father really encouraged my writing at an early age, but as I grew a little bit older I realize that I struggled with it a lot. I can remember my very first personal journal. The stuff I would write was so underdeveloped, because I was so young but I didn’t care at the time. As I grew older, I became fond of roleplaying online on websites or in video games such as World of Warcraft. I continued to roleplay through high school at the same time trying to do the school work my teachers were giving me. My teachers knew I was struggling at the time and didn’t take much interest in helping

It's not everyday you stumble across an interesting profile of someone you barely know. Though when you do, you start to take into account all the amazing experiences you can have together.

I love to write. Writing for me comes naturally; as I have been doing it for as long as I can remember. My first strength, when it comes to writing, is that I have a mind full of things to unleash upon the world. However, that particular strength can become a weakness because it causes the bad habit of rambling away from a chosen topic. My second strength is that I love writing; love it so much that I have written and published a science fiction book. On the other hand, my greatest weakness is formatting my writing to adhere to academic standards. As a result, my work sometimes gets too personal and mimics my love of writing science fiction. As was previously stated,

I am Derek and I am a student at Deer Creek. I like writing when it is a fictional piece. I am very strong with commas and prepositions, but I am weak with adjectives and MMs (Multiple Modifiers)

During high school, I did well in English class, from what I recall. I do not recall having to write many academic papers. Writing has never been one of my strong subjects. Explaining my thoughts, views, and feelings has always been very difficult for me. Putting my ideas down on paper always seems to be my biggest struggle. In my career as a dental assistant, we are required to have very detailed records of treatment a patient has done while in the office. These notes are the majority of writing I have done since graduating high school. However, over the last nine years I have become a very avid “Yelper”. Meaning, on my free time, I write reviews on restaurants I have visited. In my reviews I give detailed assessments of the restaurant food

I seriously LOVE writing. I enjoy the thrill of creating a story and making it come to life. I don’t know why, but when I’m writing I feel safe, secure, and comfortable. It also helps me take my mind off of stressful situations. My best piece of writing is still in construction. I don’t like being assigned a writing topic like poetry or rhyme and reason. I mostly write about things I want to learn. I guess it helps if I look at it, then read it over again. I get seriously, off-the-chart UPSET if someone interrupts my free write. It’s like I turn into the hulk when I’m totally P.O.ed. Most of my phrases come from books that I read. If a character I read is being a salty person, I say what he/she says when I’m salty. When I wake up in the morning,

Making life more complicated, but nonetheless educational, an enlistment into the Armed services quickly ensued my eighteenth birthday. Desperately grasping for the deeper need for a family bond and acceptance. While serving in the Army, I was injured overseas. As a result of those injuries, I am a

From a young age, reading and writing has always been important to me. It began with a children’s book about a bumblebee my mom repeatedly read to me to make me believe anything was achievable, even a bumblebee flying. Once I learned how to read for myself, a whole new world opened up to me with every story imaginable. As TV became the prevalent pastime before and after school, reading faded to the background, a thing of the past. However, writing continued to be something I did often, especially in school, where it was introduced to me in third grade. Eventually my writing had to evolve from creative and fictional to analytical and persuasive. I had to learn new skills and essay formats, proper grammar and spelling, and no longer felt the enthusiasm I once felt with creating a story of my own. Previously, my best work came when I had the freedom to write without regulation.

I have led a pretty simple life without much writing attached to it. I finished my high school experience by receiving my GED and soon after was fortunate enough to land a good blue collar job, working for Bell South, never being required to write a stitch. A couple of years ago I was laid off after the company sold to AT&T. I had to move back home with my parents. Regretting not going to college when I was young, I decided to enroll. So the writing experience that I will discuss in my paper will be this one told in the present. Let me tell you, it has been a negative one.