Category: English 122

The End of 122

This past semester would probably be the most that I’ve ever revised in my life. Usually all my writings, they’ll have some thoughts and made a dabbling of n outline, and then I’ll just write the paper to get it over with. This past semester has made writing take a turn for the better. My pieces have become longer and more complex. My thoughts actually make it more into the paper than they ever did before.

But that’s not to say I’m anywhere near perfect. As usual, my willingness to revise dies out after about the third essay. So that’s what I need to spend most of my time working on. Continuation. Going back and rewriting. Sticking with a project to the end.

There are other things that I liked from this class that changed how I am but there is still more to come. I feel like that 122 was about finding the issue with how you write and 123 will be going a step further. Maybe it’s before of the numbers, 122 makes me see it as something that’s stuck. Like a little kid that can’t progress any further.

Pitches for English 122

There isn’t much to say. We came. We wrote. And now we’ve conquered. Or at least, partly. In the end, we still have another semester to go but at least we can safely say that we’ve put 122 behind us and it’s almost time to move onto 123. Which 123 just writes beautifully. But this was a post to point out that all of the information of 122 has been grouped more or less into a single category.

This first semester has been an interesting one. I’ve enjoyed my time and appreciate that I’ve been put up with. For the most part, I’ve been a difficult person. My ideas always seem to clash with the groups but I hope that my views have created some new ideas and takes on what it means to be 122.

The class has been fun; we got the chance to write about some unique topics that I certainly haven’t had to write about in the past. This class has allowed me to explore new opportunities in my writing.

Prewriting Previews

Prewriting is both freeing and frustracting. I enjoy it because it leaves you free to do what you want. You don’t need to connect paragraphs and thoughts. You can pick up at one place and then drop your thoughts and move on. You’re allowed to be chaotic. But that’s also frustrating because all of these ideas that are being generated, how are you supposed to connect them later on?

I’m a personal fan of just making bullet points or making a web of things that would like to be included and then just start writing. A lot of the prewriting that I do, I tend to do it mentally. I’ll add a couple words onto a list and then go back and expand them. After I’ve found all of the thoughts that I like, I’ll start to form a rough outline for how I want the story to progress. At this point, I’ve only just started to expand on my thoughts and haven’t formed an outline or deepened most of my thoughts on the topic.

This week’s literacy narrative sneak peaks:

1. Ever since I was little, I was making up stories in my head. Whether it was with my toys or with my mind alone, stories were always happening all around me.

When you’re young, creativity has no limit. The shapes in the clouds could become this epic tale of courage, or the ants on the ground could become the ones to save the earth. There’s no end to it. When you’re little, everything has a story and I always took the time to hear them all.

When I knew how to write, the stories started to come to life. Of course my diction was limited and unrefined. And most of my stories never got beyond the introduction or the first few pages. Writing takes time and determination.

The first serious story I attempted, only made it to about 40 pages in an old note book. The next big one was to 10,000 words on the computer. And now my newest record of 33,000 words.

Time and time again, I seem to come back to writing. I can’t escape it, there are stories that I want to have written down, to see the ending to. But the words always seem to run dry. How does one find the descriptions to what they see? A picture is worth a thousand words? How it that possible? There is only so much that can be said without making the piece dry and lifeless. There should be mystery left to what is seen.

 

2. I remember when the rules of writing were lifted. Ninth grade. In my opinion, that was the first teacher who really taught. He took the old rules and restrictions, and tossed them out the window. Of course, none of us fell easily. But he didn’t give up either. He would throw strategy after strategy at us until we didn’t know the rules anymore. And by the end of it, all of us were surprised that we hadn’t realized it long ago. Writing is a freeform sport. There are no rules and guidelines that have to be followed to make a moving piece. And no real writer ever actually bends to the 5 paragraph essays that they smother us with early on.

We are free to write how we please. Elementary, middle, and high school are unfortunate places that don’t cultivate writing more. For the first few years as writers, they force us into molds and chip away at anything that falls outside of it. We write to please an audience instead of ourselves. Words are meaningless unless they have conviction. But how did we ever have conviction before we were allowed to be free?

Reading Superman and Me

image-1One of my favorite things about great writers is that you don’t even notice that you’re reading. It comes as a shock when you reach the end.  At points in this reading, I had to stop and just appreciate what this writer was capable of. He explores many points of this story, and is very open with his own short-comings. The attention to detail is excellent.  The opening sentence just reels you in. The entire piece is very creative yet feels so image-1-1honest. The writing doesn’t stick to just one piece of the story. It moves around and jumps from point to point. Actually it glides more than anything. And while he raises many points, he’s not afraid to backtrack and explain other details further. The writing is very fluid.

It’s easy enough to have a conversation with him. Which is what annotating is all about. Reading can be more than just a one way street. Annotating helps to achieve a deeper understanding of where the author is coming from and where he is heading.

 

 

The Basics of Me:

I read a lot.

Have participated in NaNoWriMo for the last two years.

Pottery (NOT poetry) is my obsession.

I turn 19 in 9 days.

And I have a bad case of sarcasm.

College freshmen; at the moment I’m a nursing major.

That’s it.