What Is My Relationship With Writing

I have always had a love hate relationship with writing. I like to think of myself as a very creative person who enjoys being expressive with my words, that is until it comes to putting them down on paper. I have always pride myself in having an expansive vocabulary and ability to articulate my emotions clearly from a young age. I had always excelled in my Literature and English courses in High School but soon found a stronger calling in public speaking and presenting. Though a daunting task for many I always found it so much easier to speak my mind then try to format my thoughts into an essay. Writing is one of those skills that if you do not continue to practice you can lose strength in rapidly.

My relationship with writing is hard, my writing doesn’t always flow well. My writing also doesn’t always come easily to me. More often than not, I have to sit and think for long periods of time, for to come up with ideas on how to start my essays. When I start with paper and pen my hand will start aching, and that makes it difficult to concentrate on what I am trying to express through my writing as it takes my mind off what I am currently thinking of writing down. Writing is the course I have always struggled with the most throughout high school, and through my first year of college.

Writing is a form of art. Just as an artist paints an image to convey some sort of deeper meaning hidden beneath the surface, a writer creates a portrait through words and structure to communicate the same sort of meaning. Writing, however, follows some sort of specific guidelines and the parameters become slimmer and more defined as you get older and more experienced. I learned the basics of writing in elementary school. Back then, it was more enjoyable and seemed to allow more room for creativity. Simple, broad topics such as describing how your Thanksgiving break went were common and allowed you to write basically whatever you wanted and in whatever form you chose. Boundaries to my writing became solidified in high school. During those four years, I learned proper sentence structure, how to compose a five paragraph essay, and all the restrictions that came along with upper-level writing. I began losing interest in writing, thinking that it would only become more

There are many different types and forms of writing that are out there to do. Some examples are persuavive and informative essays, comic strpis, book reviews, autobiograyphy, lettters, opioins, texting and many many more. Most people don't realize that they do some type of writing in some form almost everyday of their lives. Although I don’t seem like I do it that often; I believe that writing is a very critical skill to know and apply because it will help you significantly for the future of your life. Marquette University says” Writing is the

Writing is part of our daily lives, especially in school. We depend on literature and writing for assignments and sneakily talking to friends across the building. It is something we wouldn’t be able to function without. That doesn’t mean writing is always easy.

Writing on the other hand is not my favorite thing in the whole world. I find writing difficult, and I mean that I have a hard time putting the words in my head onto paper. This is the hardest essay for me because I am not good at telling stories. I have always found it easier to write something on a topic such as a research paper or an argumentative essay, but I also was not encouraged to write until high school in Mrs. Wansley’s AP English class. She is the one that taught me everything I know about grammar and essays. Mrs. Wansley was very passionate about crossfit, literature, and Sylvia Plath, and she is actually one of

Writing has been in the human civilization for thousands of years ago and it has been a way to convey messages and laws. It has evolved as time passes by. Now, writing is used for everyday activities. Some people really are passionate in writing. However, some people do not feel the same. They tend to be stressed when they write because they do not know what to write, and I am one of them.

​In the beginning of my educational career, I detested anything that pertained to writing: paragraphs, fill-in-the-blank sentences, and especially poetry. However, a 10th-grade English class changed my perspective on the necessity of conveying my thoughts onto paper with effectiveness, and writing became the cargo boat of my thoughts- the manifestation of my progressively maturing mind. I began to write daily- approximately 4 pages per day- and I developed a writing skill that my friends envy and a unique eloquence that their tongues could only wish to formulate on their own. As an extension of my 11th-grade AP English class, I read additional works of writers we learned in class from different periods- Emerson, Twain, Fitzgerald, and Thoreau-

Writing is a mostly straightforward method I use to express my thoughts and ideas. There truly is a great deal of power in being able to eloquently transfer one’s feelings into words, and that is what I love so dearly about it. It is something I feel so passionately about that it is even my current job, and every day at the Writing Center at my school, I am given the opportunity to help fellow students learn how to express their thoughts in words. It gives me great pride to be able to share my knowledge to others and help them become more comfortable and confident with their own abilities. As for myself, I enjoy writing for both school assignments and for personal reasons, and in writing, I feel that I am able to effectively communicate whatever necessary to my audience. Furthermore, the response that I garner for my writings is typically positive. However, the constructive criticism I do receive is precious to me as well. Though it can sting sometimes, it offers me the knowledge to improve my writings, and without it, my writings would certainly become

I walk into my bright, and decorative bedroom after a long, and tiring day of school. Turning on the lights, I steer towards my dresser set to retrieve my previously sharpened pencil and partially filled notebook. I find myself sitting on my fuschia papasan chair. With my notebook in my hand, I slowly open it to reveal a fresh clean sheet of paper. With peace and inspiration filling my mind, body, and soul, I begin to fill its pages with tried attempts of poetry and eventful situations of my day. A smile forms onto my lips as I stare at it. Writing about myself and experiences was all I knew.

Throughout my twenty two years of life I have had a love/hate relationship with writing. In school I’ve had English classes in which I enjoyed immensely. Then there were the classes I did not. Sadly a majority of the time it was the latter. Subsequently during my adolescence I was never really interested in writing. I cannot remember a time when I was angry or anxious while preparing to write a paper. I just wouldn’t go as far as to say I enjoyed writing papers. I viewed it as a chore that I wanted to be finished as quickly as possible. But at the same time I’ve always considered myself a average writer and viewed most of my work as well written papers with solid ideas. Yet I would still find myself receiving grades that were much lower than I expected.

With all the little time I have been on this earth I have come to notice that there are two kinds of people, those who love writing and those who hate it violently. I have seen people who love writing so much they always have a notebook on them that they write in at all times. I have also seen some people that hate writing so much that they would not even do work assignments that required well planned and thought out writing. I myself have never fit into either category, I do not love or hate writing. What I do love about it is coming up with stories and sharing my point of view with the readers. What I do not love about it is worrying about spelling and grammar.

Writing is not everyone's cup of tea, but it is a past time that I have learned to love over the recent years. Whether it be writing for school, or just writing for fun, it is an activity that helps me to express many of my feelings.

Writing, it has it’s good, and it’s bad. Regardless of who you are however, you have had an experience with it. College, High School, Middle School, etc. We all have written something at some point in our lives.

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