Some of you probably know that I started a Comp. class a few weeks ago, and it is full of writing different ways, and Mrs. Lesa (our teacher) is constantly coming up with ways to test our writing abilities.
My favorite is freewriting. Up until this class I hadn’t even heard of it before, but basically you start writing and don’t stop until the time is up. She gives us different prompts and we write from there.
At first it was a real challenge, since my OCD couldn’t bare the idea of writing like that, but I’ve started to get used to it. Last week I actually enjoyed it. She took us for an outside walk and then had us describe the different things we saw.
I would say this class has really tested what it means for me to be a writer. Up until now it was just a fun thing to do when I was board, but now I’m beginning to realize just how much I rely on my writing.
When I’m sad, or indescribably angry with someone, I write. I come up with some crazy horrible story that I end up deleting later because It reminds me of being angry. Which you might as well know I hate being angry, but I feel anger all the time. Anger I can’t put into words because I’m scared people will hate me for it, but that I feel with a deep rage.
Writing is a way for anyone to express their views and feelings, without having to let other people read it. It’s a passion that I strive to succeed in. Mrs. Lesa says I am a natural writer, and while I appreciate the compliment, with every paper I send in I feel the overwhelming dread that the paper won’t live up to her expectations.
I just sent in my latest paper a hour ago or so, and I’m scared half to death. This paper has a pretty big grade, and since she complimented the last one, I’m scared she’ll think this one isn’t as good. I guess I’m just asking for a simple prayer from anyone reading.
But seriously, even if you don’t think you’re any good at writing, and trust me, I don’t think I’m that good myself, just try it. Give yourself a topic, or go take a walk, and then set an amount of time and just write. None stop.
You might surprise yourself.