I had such high hopes at the beginning of the semester to approach my writing with more organization, however, no such luck. My big red tub continues to be the metaphor for my style.
But then again, no one has ever declared that plans and outlines are the keys to successful writing. I suppose as long as I can manage to clean up my spills well, then careful planning ahead of time is not a complete necessity. However, I may find that if I try the organization technique eventually, it may save me a lot of time in the long run.
Things I’ve learned this semester:
1. I have officially found the record button on a video camera. (I had a bit of a rough start with my first attempt at shooting video; however, I feel I know the basics now at the very least).
2. I can actually enjoy blogging. (At first, I frowned at the idea of it, but I’ve found that once I begin writing a post, it can be a very satisfying experience from start to finish. I’m starting to realize more and more the importance of reflection in my life, and these blogs have been the perfect canvass for that).
3. Don’t choose subjects for profile stories involved in 58 different outside activities. (It will only lead to a muddied mess of a story. Enough said).
4. Take good notes in an interview just in case your recorder fails. (Yes, I learned this from experience).
5. Be the first penguin (This one I need to continue exploring. I need to learn to take more risks with my writing).
I’m sorry to see this class come to an end. It has been a great semester, and I do believe my writing has improved. My main goals were to become more succinct and clear with my stories and to write more captivating leads and endings, and for the most part, I believe I have been successful. However, I think I could have written better stories this semester if I would have chosen more creative and “outside the box” story topics. That is one area that needs the most improvement in my writing.
Thanks for taking part in my writing journey these past few months. When I go home for Christmas break, I’m going to look for my old red tub of Lincoln Logs in my basement.