Dear Friend,
So,
in English 1102 we write…a lot. And I know some people hate the idea of writing
so much and so often, but honestly you learn more than you know. I’ve always been
a writer; it’s always come so naturally. But every time I take a new class on
writing, I learn something more. In English this semester, I’ve learn that it’s
natural to mess up and mold your writing into something better. I’ve learned
that academic writing doesn’t always have to sound like a robot. I’ve learned
that your writing should reflect some of who you are. I’ve seen that within my
writing, someone else will connect to it or understand something more
meaningful than just the words. I always wanted to be a writer that had a
connection and a meaning. I wanted to somehow change someone’s life. I have
seen that, through this class, I can do that with my writing. My words are not just
words, but are something more. English 1102 has taught me that.
Sincerely,
Taylor
What is it like to be you? Paper one in English
1102. I wrote this paper in hopes that it would just be good enough to do the
job. In hopes that my grade would be an A and I could move on. English is my
strongest class, so I never have had to worry about my writing. Once I started
writing and realized what I was doing, I knew this was no ordinary paper. I had
pages to write, things to say, people to influence, or maybe just to explain. I
have a life like no other, because it’s no other’s life. I needed to tell these
people about the girl that I am and the reasons for that. I needed the audience
to be affected and to enjoy my story. I wanted them to soak up the hardships,
revel in the happiness, and stay seated at the edge of their chair wondering
what was next. I worked on my ability to flow my story, since instead of just
being a paper, this was a story. I knew that sometimes I can jump around, so I
wanted to make sure there was some kind of flow in the work. While making sure
I was flowing properly, I had to make sure it was all real and true too. I had
to think back in time and remember who I was and who I did not want to be. I
had to look forward and think I want to be and who I will be. I needed to make
sure my life was on track, before sharing those intimate details. Writing my
life was not difficult. I found ease in writing, but I just needed to remember
everything. Without memory, there would be nothing to write about. Throughout
the process, I wrote, re-wrote, and wrote again many passages. I wanted to make
sure it flowed just right. I worked on my grammar. I tried to keep my paper
exciting. I only thought of exciting things to put in. I wanted to make it fun
to read. I tried writing about times in my life when I was sad and didn’t know
what to do. I don’t like to rely on people, or to talk about it with others
really often, so writing it to whoever wants to read it seemed nearly
impossible. I managed to conquer it though! I hope that a reader reads my paper
and sees me, sees that I’m actually a cool person. I hope that a reader sees
something they can connect to and realizes that if anyone ever needed me, I’d
be the first one to help. I want a reader to read the paper, and think that
they want to be like me (personality wise) and want to be a strong person. I
hope the reader reads my paper, and takes away a sense of strength and
assurance in themselves because they found someone who went through something
like that too. I want to make my final revision on some of the flowing and editing,
maybe adding in one or two paragraphs.
Peace,
Butter, & Jelly was a great book to read. I can say
that I learned some things from David’s life, even if I don’t agree with him. I
got to experience a book, and then a person from a different ideal and a
different set of thinking. I know that on campus there are many of those, but
it becomes different once you have read the writing of someone and then
converse with them about that writing.
Haikus are so hard
I am no good at these things
Way too difficult