It’s a cold day, my stomach is growling at the thought of food, I haven't had much sleep, I can’t let my imagination run wild because all I can listen to is the sound of 3 girls gossiping about a boy she met earlier that day; I feel like i’m at a dead end. How could one possibly pick up a thought and write a decent paper in this kind of situation? How can I write like this? Well, there's an easy answer to that, I don't write the paper. My environment whilst writing is one of the most important things to a decent paper. If i’m simply only wanting to write down my thoughts, I would still need a quiet place! I believe it has completely changed growing up.
As a small child I can remember trying to even write stories of my own, but never finishing them. I could tell you about all of the “songs” I wrote that I, at the time, thought were fantastic; but believe me, they aren’t worth anyone’s time! In elementary school, as I was just starting to explore my writing skills, I loved to be around my dad or mom while jotting down my thoughts on whatever I needed to write about. I think it was just the comfort of my parents that I adored, as any child does. I loved how they could pitch in their ideas and I would think they were the smartest people alive! As I started to grow a bit older and was now a secluded type of teenager, writing got a little more difficult for me. I don’t think I knew exactly about the importance of a writing environment. I was always writing at home, in my room. I
Writing has affected my life for the better, but our relationship is still rocky. I never realized how much of an impact writing would have on my life, until I began my career in law enforcement. Prior to my career in law enforcement, I was a student-athlete. I always viewed writing as a chore, something that I had to do, and that always frustrated me. It frustrated me, because, I did not think I was good at it. I then discovered personal writing. I began writing letters, telling stories, the whole nine yards; I learned to allow personal writing to be an outlet, and that helped me to become an overall better writer. After I became familiar with personal writing, writing started to grow on me. I found myself doing more and more writing, and I was enjoying it. When I enjoy writing, it makes the whole process seem easier.
I learn best by being relaxed and concentrated in my work/jobs. I certainly learn by writing things down because it helps me memorize things in a better way and it can serve to me as a study guide as a future which helps me learn. Learning by just listing and without writing is difficult for me because I can capture that much information in my brain without writing it down it just doesn't save in my memory. In contrary if there are talking and they have a PowerPoint slide or they have something projected related to the topic then that would help me grasp that concept better and later excel in that area. For me writing things down and seeing things in slides is a better way for me to learn because it helps me obtain knowledge of the concept
I have always loved to write, and it became even more evident when I entered elementary school. I quickly befriended a girl named Beth, who lived just down the road from me. One afternoon that I remember in particular was in the middle of the summer. She and I were set to write a book. We had read countless storybooks on our own, and we could not see why we could not write one too. We sat down with a notebook and two pencils, and we were set to go.
Writing has always been my most difficult part of English. Reading, on the other hand, is something I could do all day; however, with writing, I grimace just thinking about it. It was not that I did not have anything to say, because I actually have quite a bit to say. I just could never figure out how to phrase what I had to say in just right way on the page. My mom taught me to read and write at a young age. After that, I would devour any book that I could get my hands on. However, I have had trouble with writing since it became more than just my alphabet and numbers.
Writing became a way for me to express other feelings throughout my young years, but I always ended up writing in notebooks about how I was lonely and felt that I was the source of everything wrong in my life.
As a writer, I find myself getting lost. Typically, when I go to start writing I hit a brick wall. It’s as if all my thoughts suddenly escape my mind and I draw a blank. It takes me forever to conjure up some form of a thesis and then takes even longer to figure out what I should write to support it in a way that makes sense. Then, attempting to find a way to organize my ideas and put them together in cohesive paragraphs seems like an impossible task in the moment. It is not uncommon for me to get flustered and just throw something down on the paper because I get anxious seeing how much work is left to do. If I end up going back to read it over prior to submission,
Reflecting on my life as a means of deciding on a topic, one time period struck me as particularly important in terms of writing itself: my second year of second grade. Moving to Poway in 2007, the first class I was in was Mrs. Ramin’s 2-3 combo at Painted Rock. I had purple wire-rim glasses, a brown Hello Kitty tracksuit, two friends, and a hatred of writing. This was particularly unfortunate for young Analise, since Mrs. Ramin’s main focus was writing. She encouraged her students to write daily, setting aside 20-60 minutes each day for it. Although I hated it at first, my passion for creative writing grew as I turned my love for my sister and for Webkinz into tales of adventure and peril parallel to my then favorite series, Magic Tree House. I wrote, drew, and colored whatever my seven-year-old imagination spun for me. After that spark, the fire of writing died down to a smolder until eighth grade, when I wrote my first successful essay, “Flowers for Algernon: A Comparative Essay On How Two Versions of the Story are like
Those that write always have a writing process whether they know it or not. A writing process can be defined by the way an individual gears up for the project at hand. It can be as simple as finding a favorite chair to write in or the act of planning out the writing beforehand. My own personal writing process varies from task to task with a few constants. I generally start my writing process by first reconciling my project; figuring out the best way to express the needs of the work. I do not write down notes or an outline in regards to the project mostly relying on winging it so as not to get hung up on sticking to the outline. I will my best to knock out large chunks of the project before taking any breaks unless I hit a wall, and
My personal writing process, if I want it to be successful, requires many aspects, such as location, environment, and sound. The location where I complete my writing process is important. I want to feel comfortable being myself and doing what I need to do to write a good paper. In my opinion, the environment in which I work should be relatively quiet, but I also like there to be enough noise to cover the sound of my typing or writing, in addition to the quiet things I mumble to myself when I write. Working in a room alone is something I can only sometimes do. Unfortunately, I am more easily distracted with technology in a room alone than I am with real people eating, talking, or studying
One day my mom brought me a journal I knew a lot girls that were journaling, I never knew what they were writing, I figured it out, my journal became my best friend whenever something would happen I would write about it, I guess you can say that’s when I really got into writing, I would journal about my life what I wanted to be when I got grown, the family I would someday have; my future husband what he looked like, to the car he drove; my journal truth and fairytale stories.
The only way you can become better at doing something is simply by continuing to work on your craft. Whether it is a hobby, an interest, or a profession, if you don't keep working, then you will remain complacent. A year ago, I thought writing was one of those things where I would just be complacent in. Not because I didn’t wanted to work harder at it, but because I thought of writing as one of those skills that came natural to you, or you did not have it at all. I always wanted my writing to improve but never knew how.
The absence of good background noise allows my mind to wander off track and get easily distracted and takes my writing process even longer without the noise I like to gather all the material I will need to write my essay and lay them all out in front of me so I can have easy access to my references I need to write my essay by gathering all my notes books online ratings and any
My writing skills are decent, if I take the time to fully process my thoughts. When it is a timed assignment or test, my skills go right out the window, I concentrate more on answering the prompt rather than the grammar, punctuation, or structure. It’s like a jumbled mess of writing filled with lots of errors. When I’m writing my main goals are to answer the prompt, have good structure, and no grammatical or punctuation errors. These goals sometimes get in the way of me expressing myself freely; if a sentence doesn’t flow right with rest of the paragraph, I will re-examine my paragraph or paper to see if I can conjure up a sentence to finish out my paragraph before moving on to the next paragraph. Another example is if I feel like I don’t
Writing has always been something I dread. It’s weird because I love talking and telling stories, but the moment I have to write it all down on paper, I become frantic. It’s almost as if a horse race just begun in my mind, with hundreds of horses, or words, running through my mind, unable to place them in chronological order. Because I struggle to form satisfying sentence structure, it takes me hours, sometimes even days, to write one paper. It’s not that I think I’m a “bad writer,” I just get discouraged easily. Needless to say, I don’t think highly of my writing skills. When I was little I loved to both read and write. I read just about any book I could get my hands on, and my journal was my go to for my daily adventures. Although it’s