As you get older in life things that you used to love to do when you were little you don’t do anymore. Such as, play with Barbie dolls, or play house, or even play dress up. Well that is not the case in writing. Writing has traveled with me my whole life. Writing was always my favorite thing to do, not only in school but at home during my free time. In school writing was the time of day that I looked forward too, not recess, or physical education. Shocker, right? Writing can change people’s life without them even noticing. I know that because it happened to me. I didn’t realize until I was way older that writing not only has it impacted me, but also, I can impact others by what I have done in my writing. It all started in second grade. In second grade I had the best teacher in the world, Mrs. Thompkins. She was filled with kindness and love, she reminded me of my mother. Her classroom always smelled like pumpkins even when it wasn’t fall. We would always start our day off with boring subjects like math or social studies. After we went out to recess we would come back inside, and would write. At the beginning of the year Mrs. Thompkins bought everyone composition note books to write in. Our homework for the first day was to take them home and decorate them. I was so excited to go home and decorate my notebook and make it my own. When I got home from school that day, I went straight to my room and spent hours decorating it. When I finished I was so proud of how it looked
Writing is a practice that most of us were taught when we were young. We were taught the basics of grammar, how to form a sentence, conjunction words, how to write paragraphs and more. Although we have learned this skill while growing up and have used the skill every year after entering kindergarten, this does not mean our writing process will ensure the best work. The authors that I chose each encourage their audience to excel in the art of writing in their own way to help with the writing process.
Upon entering English 111, I knew I would be writing papers. However, I did not anticipate how much room I had for improvement. Throughout this term I have been enlightened with so much knowledge that I may have forgotten or have been exposed to for the first time. Certainly, my experience with essay writing has been solidified due to newfound knowledge of proper work citing, MLA standards and the steps of planning an essay. Perhaps, my time away from a learning environment slowed me down a bit, other times I feel as though I have an advantage due to life experience. An online environment has certainly been challenging but throughout the course I have provided solid work and consistent grades commendable of an A grading.
I totally agree with what the author is saying in the text. It takes time to get a good product out even though we think some people are deep and wonderful they still have the same struggles that we have when it comes to writing. I like this text because it is realistic it is giving an account of first drafts from common day people and shows how it is even for professional writers have problems with. This point is important because as people we sometimes feel we are not as good or capable of doing something not realizing that the people we look up to have the same problems we do. Another point that I agree with the author on is that you have to start somewhere. Many times as writers we don’t know where to start when it comes to writing. That being said we will just sit and think for ten twenty minutes when we could've just been information on the paper and then editing it later. In addition I liked that the author used examples from his professional experience when it came to writing food reviews. By him using details like how he went to the restaurant and sat down with friends and took notes of what was said. This was good to me because it helps me connect with him and the things that he does to write his reviews.
I have always prided myself on my thoughts and ideas; it is my ability to convey those thoughts through writing, with which I struggle. In highschool I managed to get by fairly well in my English class. We were primarily graded on reading comprehension, and so my poor writing skills had little opportunity to negatively impact my grade. I did not find this to be so in Writing 100, however. It quickly came to my attention that I would need to improve my writing if I wished to do well. I realized that in order to improve my writing, I would need to fix one of my worst qualities as a writer: my tendency to begin writing without properly understanding the prompt. This past semester in Writing 100 I have made an effort to fix this, and it has led me to become more intentional of the purpose of my essays, which, in my opinion, has helped highlight an intellectual depth that my work was incapable of displaying before.
One of the techniques I am going to use through out college is talking to
My writing throughout this semester has not been outstanding, as my writing pieces in the beginning where ought to be poor. The semester consisted of my knowledge of writing expanding heavily. The English 1101 class has helped me thoroughly in my writing mistakes and skills. Overall my effort in this class has helped me become an exceptional writer.
Writing is a place where you can get lost to create stories or grab attention for an audience. However, writing can be done pretty much anywhere and by anybody. For me, I can say writing has provided me many open doors. Helping me to get closure from my father, gained positive aspects, and in some areas, I struggled. But writing is an influence that you must have because it brings out the inner part of you to rise above. Like maybe you can't specifically say it to a particular person. Where as to me I've been in that situation but I've found it easier to write to them. Providing a sense of you going out of the way to provide time to write to them means a lot to a particular person or for me. Sometimes writing is a place where I can get lost or maybe find my weaknesses and strengths overall writing has influenced me to do good.
While in middle school I began writing, I didn’t mind it but the teachers were not always passionate towards their students. Once I started high school I met my English teacher, she encouraged me to express myself through writing.
It was the summer before 8th grade when I discovered my love for writing. I was a newly minted teenager, and therefore much more sophisticated than I had been at age 12, naturally. I had precisely three friends. One of them mentioned a website to me where you could post your writing and get feedback from teenage girls who were for the most part unqualified to give it. Before this, I had never realized that you could write for fun. I had thought that writing was only practiced by students and authors. When I sat down and wrote the first chapter of a horrible story that centered around a popular boyband, I had no idea that I was setting myself up for a life filled
Before I came to college, I felt my writing had to follow a certain pattern and be fixated around one way of thinking. What I was fortunate to learn was quite the opposite. Writing does not have to follow any certain pattern, but can rather be structured through many different possibilities. I was also told in high school that my papers either had to agree or disagree with the given topic, even if I believed otherwise. This formulated a very one-track way of thinking when it came to my papers. Now I know that I can let my mind explore new and exciting ideas. I can agree, disagree, compliment, criticize, and question the author however my heart desires, as long as I have the evidence to back myself up. Many authors in the book, Writing About Writing, explain their processes as well as the processes of others when it comes to writing. As a writer, I can draw on my own processes and relate them to the authors, as well as use their ideas and apply them to myself. Through reading, I have learned new methods of invention, planning and revising, and incubation when it comes to writing. All ways I can use to create more meaningful and creative work.
It was in third grade, and the assignment was to complete an “I Am” poem. I thoroughly enjoyed writing it and spent time putting effort into each line. My teacher then proceeded to read it to the class, and it felt rewarding to be recognized for the work I put into it. Further down the road in my writing career, in sixth grade, my class was told to write a narrative. The catch was that the teacher gave no other instructions to follow. We had complete and utter freedom to write any type of narrative we wished. While this would seem like an easy task, I struggled with coming up with a solid idea. As I tried to come up with a plot for my story, I realized that I lost the creative, free-spirit as a writer that I had when I was younger. I became so accustomed to a certain way of writing, that I lost the whimsical touch that I previously had. Even though I wasn’t completely content with my final product, I learned a valuable lesson from the assignment and grew as a
It has certainly been a while since I have written a research essay paper, and when I look at my work now, I could say that it needs improvement. I liked the subject I chose because I am very familiar with it due to my personal experience. It is a real issue that is not as discussed, and that is why I chose to write about it. However, during my writing process, I only used my experience I did not do much research on the topic itself. The three most crucial mistakes I made in this essay, the first mistake had incorrect sourcing format, the second mistake it wasn't persuasive argument because I didn't describe if I was for it or against it. And the third mistake I made was improper outline shown on the rubric. If I could redo this assignment,
It's interesting how my passion for writing began in the first place. In second grade I wrote my letters and words too close together, which my teacher, Ms. Alexander, frequently scolded me about since most of my assignments were illegible. My parents also lectured me on my bad handwriting and forced me to practice separating my words properly. I did find this exercise annoying at first since it was time consuming, but it did help a significant amount. My teacher was elated by the improvement in my, now legible, handwriting. She was able to critique my latest writing project, which she thought was detailed and creative. My parents even agreed with her when I showed them my assignment.
In the grand game of life there is always a simple question; where is the end, where is the beginning? How will my journey effect my life and will it affect it in a positive manner. For me this began in the 1301 classroom where the discussion of English essays where the main topic. For someone such as myself, the thought of writing sent chills down my neck. This is mainly due to my aversion to the English language that I have struggled with for so long. That brings not only me but anyone who struggles the same to think about how something such as composition will affect the future. By taking composition I have come to realize that it is a much needed ability. Composition is used everywhere from home to the workplace, whether it be an essay to an email. Saying so I have come to terms that I am terrible at it, and that has made me try harder to understand and use it in a professional manner. To start my composing process I try to choose a location with minimal noise because of my ADD, and with minimal distractions it lets me think hard about the topic. After I have the proper location I start the process by thinking about the topic at hand and if I have any experience. Once that the thesis must be composed and there I have begun writing an essay. That is the process that I have learned to make a well-planned and thought out essay. When it comes to writing a person needs to be well versed in it so that they may bring the topic that they choose towards the reader.
Another development during my writing journey also occurred in elementary school. In seventh grade my teacher assigned my first research paper. At first, I was excited, after all, I had older siblings who had written research papers and seemed to enjoy it. However, my teacher had again written all over the pages in red pen and essentially rewrote my paper for me. This led me to reason that because my teacher (someone who I respected and looked up to) thought that my paper was so erroneous that it needed to be changed that drastically, I must simply be a bad writer. Although I am sure that my writing was full of problems,