You want a question that brings the reader inside! You want a question to excite the readers, and pull them inwards, so they can connect to the story when you’re writing! When you are writing, you must pull the reader in! They must know what’s next!
However big or small, everyone has experienced challenges in life. A long time ago, a friend of mine once told me that to overcome a challenge; you need to embrace the problem instead of rejecting it. Now I realize what she was trying to say. When you have a problem, don’t run away from it, because then you will never learn how to rise above it. This is especially true in overcoming a fear of writing.
Overcoming a fear of writing is hard if it starts in kindergarten. I had the most beautiful handwriting in class. I had received many complements from my teachers for the writing workbook assignments. But I really never liked to write. I did not like writing at all! I had tried by best to be happy but it did not work well. When I wrote, I thought moodily, “this is boring.” When I wrote, I felt angry because I couldn’t spell all the words right. I did not know what to say or write down, and this caused me more frustration. After writing, my hands would feel tired. There was no happiness in writing for me, so decided to just give up.
Whenever I was forced to write for my portfolios by hand, I would always complain, trying to wiggle myself out of it. I would do preposterous things: I would whine, be very angry, frustrated,
This is my portfolio for the course of English 1010 for the fall semester. At the beginning of this class, I was terribly shy about my writing. I could feel my heart beat every time I was writing around other people. All through high school, I hated to write. I even hated to write small paragraphs because I was scared of seeing red marks all over my paper. I hated red marks so bad that I even start not looking at my papers that got handed back.
We all have a choice when writing to not complete the task. But is it really going to kill us? We build up this wall and have all of these excuses because we are scared of failing. I believe it’s the end of the world when I’m writing. My palms become sweaty; I look for all types of excuses to procrastinate. After reading this article, I have learned that I’m not by alone. Feeling this way is normal and I can learn to be a better writer. I will take some of Anne’s suggestions and try to quiet the voices in my head. I will begin to write down my ideas as they pop into my head because no one will see all of my rough drafts. This will allow me to take the time to review my work with a clear
Connect with the reader and help them develop a greater understanding of the main point of the story.
Most writer’s goal is to intrigue their readers with their work. They want their reader to connect, emotionally, they want their complete attention. For this to happen you must be interesting, paint pictures in their minds, get them involved in the story, build a relationship, and tell a story!
I went into the High Heel Drag Race having no idea what to expect. Although I was somewhat familiar with drag, I’d never been to a show before, and what I saw was an incredibly lively and enthusiastic celebration of sexuality and sensuality. I felt like I was part of something unique and closed-off, that and that anything was allowed in spirit of the performance. My observations that evening have led me to view the whole experience through the lens of Victor Turner’s anthropological perspective on ritual and drama. His perspective is revealing in the discussion of this particular event because it displays how symbols and rituals are intertwined and how these events even come into
Dark black surroundings around me. Blindness is a natural occurrence after the sun descends. Senses are heightened which sparks the imagination to soar. A moment of time when things of legend becomes a reality and self-doubt are unveiled. In the darkness the line between fact and fiction blur. Sounds, fears, and intuition are the elements that rule when light does not exist.
The word “writing” and the hands of Lauren Nevis DO NOT mix. I have always hated the components of writing and the indefinite hand cramps while writing. Honestly, I wish I could just speak and the words be automatically writ, which I mean there are some products that can accomplish that request, but I am prone to many mistakes, so that simply won’t work. Ultimately, the thought of writing is not a great one for me, especially since my mom had to force me to write even the simplest things when I was younger. We would sit at the table until I would settle down enough to write whatever I was assigned and this process would take hours. Another reason why I hate writing so much is because I believe I’m not that creative, because I always
Your desire to do something has to be bigger than how afraid you are of failing. I'm intensely afraid of failing, the result of growing up in a household where As were required, and not going to college was not presented as an option. If that doesn't tell you how large my desire to write is, I don't know what else
I have to stop trying to avoid it and try to embrace it. The grammar and the actual writing is something I hate. I would rather talk it out then put my ideas on paper. It is something I have to get over if I would like to continue to succeed in my career. Thinking about all the possibilities that writing well could get me I know that it would be worth. There are so many thing in writing that I have yet to learn and this means that my journey in writing isn’t over. Writing is a journey that will never be over as long as I am able to
In September of 2013, my English teacher, Mr. Marton assigned the class to write a short essay. I said to myself ,“Oh man, here comes another C in the grade book; I am so bad at writing.” shortly after my teacher announced the criteria for this assignment, it was to pick someone you look up to as a hero. Mr. Marton then said, “Your hero could be a family member, athlete, celebrity, or a fictional character such as an action super hero.” For me, this writing assignment was a chance to actually write about something that I am actually interested in. No assigned topic, no extensive research, no persuasive quotes. I ended up starting this essay right when it was assigned rather than the night or two before like most other assignments I did. I had imagined that this assignment would only take me an hour or so to finish, but I couldn 't stop writing, there was so much to be put on those little blank pages. I normally dread writing all together, with few exceptions in my writing career; this assignment was the exception. Although I did not like writing it, it was easier and more interesting to do than all my other papers I had written. Although this wasn 't the best paper I had ever written, it came easier and more natural to me than all other writing assignments. I decided to write it about a father and a son who race triathlons together. The part that of the story that sets them apart from everything else is the son had been diagnosed with spastic
Every child learns differently; some learn easily, and some have difficulty processing the information that is given to them. My parents taught me the basics of reading and writing, they bought me books and letter blocks to form words with. In my experience, it was easy for me to learn how to read, although, my struggles began with writing. I can not put the blame on my teachers, although, they weren’t much help either. That was until I entered Middle School, my sixth grade English teacher changed my whole perspective of the subject.
This experience in my early childhood resulted in me losing all my confidence and enjoyment in my writing. As I enroll in writing courses and other
The biggest problem/challenge I had in my life was to learn how to read and write. Reading was somewhat hard to me because I knew how to read but my speech was not good. I never could write as well as the others and until this day, my handwriting still looks like I was still in kindergarten learning how to write. Trying to write an essay is still challenging to me. What may take some two days to finish an essay, takes me a week or maybe more. I never understood why the other kids could read aloud better than I could and could write better than I could write.
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