Thursday, January 28, 2016

Meeting Her


I sat on the sidewalk bouncing my right leg up and down while nervously playing with my hands. The trees danced with the wind moving from side to side, leaves decorating the parking lot. I could hear the student’s voices in the background loud and deafening, but barely audible at the same time.

His cousin smiled at me and said he’d never seen me so anxious, I stopped listening to everyone after that and submerged myself into my fictional world’s to gain some confidence. Blue skies, white as cotton clouds floated above us. One, one, two, two, three, three, repeat. Counting my heartbeats I submerged myself into my fictional worlds to gain some confidence. He put his hand on the small of my back and whispered into my ear she’s here. The world stopped. Nothing else mattered anymore because it was just his eyes that I saw and suddenly I was in the car, her smile was a precious pearl in the midst of marshlands.

I licked my lips tasting the sweet honey and cold peppermint chap stick. Holding onto the soft cushioned seat I responded to her questions as best as I could. He said it was okay that I could relax. His soothing hands held onto mine and I felt the weight being lifted off my shoulders. The moment he smiled at me with his pearly whites she spoke too and I could hear her lips curing up. The resemblance was evident between them and I stood out more than I’m usually comfortable with, but it was okay.

Mrs. Diaz who asked to call her Floris was friendly, funny, fantastic, and family.

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Tuesday, January 19, 2016

On Writing Well- Part 2

Chapter two of this books speaks of clutter in our language. Usually, there is a certain amount of sentences or paragraphs that a teacher is asking us to write to receive credit. In order to have the required amount we often end up saying things that are not even needed. To be a good writer you need to reread and rewrite your sentences in order to keep the reader really engaged.

I learned that it's not always me who isn't reading the right books because I easily get distracted. It could also be the author of a novel using messy language. When you are ariting you have to keep in mind that this person has an entire world around them, but you need to bring them into your's to convey the message. You could start with so many number of sentences, but once looking over them several times that length should shorten.

On Writing Well- Part 1

William Zinsser exposed thousands of people to "the broad craft" as he calls it, of writing. You learn that while he has a schedule he sticks to when it comes to writing, there are also those who only write when their mind speaks to them. The first chapter tells the reader that of course there are different methods to writing and that there isn't one correct way. You have to know what is best for you and work from there. It might be at night while alone or it might be whenever you see an old couple still happily married and you feel the love pouring onto your paper.

I learned that even if sometimes words don't come naturally out of me, I can still make a good writing piece. I rarely rewrite things and maybr that's what prevents me from moving forward to the next level. Zinsser expressed that writing to him isn't easy. Writing won't always be be fun and people should stop getting frustrated when they can't find the right words for something. It will take hard work to get to where you want to be with your writing.