My creative nonfiction's muse came from a very eventful week in my life. There are crashes, fires, sickness, everything for a good storyline. Best of all, it's all true. Though the material was plentiful, my actual commitment to the essay itself wasn't. Procrastination is a common and recurring theme in my existence, a bane one at that (the procrastination). I made excuses for myself so that I could sleep better at night. Work (mostly work), family, prior paramount arrangements, anything that may have come up. I mostly wrote out the entire paper by hand, usually because I wasn't around the computer. I thought that this was more work, but it also helped me in process because I could see my writing in a different angle then before. Besides some grammatical errors and some sentences that I want to refine more, I believe that I have a good blend of show and tell. I stayed within the confides of what needed to be done i hope.
Reflecting on my home, work, and class life. It will also include some readings that we were required to read in class.
Here are my summaries: Picturing the perfect essay The picture that is used for the "This is what the writing process looks like" is most definitely retain able. It really speaks to how and where my writing takes me a lot of times and that can be anywhere. It took a little wisdom, but I understand where the the professor says that nothing is wasted, despite having to go backwards sometimes. Narrative with a lift talks about how important chronology is for keeping a reader interested. From what "the whorl of refection" is saying, and what people probably wouldn't know, is that most essays are more typical or reflective. They don't more through time in a linear fashion as short stories do. Academic scholars pinpoint, reflective essayists circle a subject. this makes it feel more organic. In the formal limits of focus one helpful way to understand the principle of deletion is to think of the essayist looking through a viewfinder to limit the reader's focus. "Street Haunting" is also an interesting prototype for a kind of essay popular today: The segmented essay. "Dipping into the well" brings up the dynamic that most personal essays is that they have a horizontal movement through time, but there is also a vertical descent into meaning. Odd tangents can be relate when used for charity. The lyric essay is not easily categorized because it may depend on braiding or segmenting to accomplish it's overall effects. The "coming full circle" paragraphs can best be described, pertaining to a ending is that it bath closes and opens at the same time. What is Creative Nonfiction? the author states that the best way to describe Creative Nonfiction is "True stories, well told". Creative Nonfiction can be an essay, a journal article, a research paper, a memoir, or a poem. the goal is to make nonfiction stories read like fiction so that your readers are as enthralled by fact as they are by fantasy. "You can't make this up" is the cardinal rule for creative nonfiction. Creative nonfiction has become the most popular genre in the literary and publishing communities. In the 1990s, the controversy over the publication of a half One week out of my life of the many.... My week has been for the most part, uneventful but pleasant, since I received some random, but not so random, days off from school. the days off were much needed. I was becoming mentally fatigued from all the hours I was doing at work and with school slowly rearing it's ugly face, my internal pressure gauge I only getting higher. Things at home haven't particularly been a tea-party either. In fact, on better inspection my situation at probably gives me the most grieve. This is so for a number of reasons. Every time something goes missing or get broken? My fault. Even things that I have absolutely no control over somehow has been redirected toward me. Bad day at the office? Bry's fault. They'll redirect all that negative energy toward me like I'm the punching bag. Granted, in earlier years I wasn't the most dependable or the sharpest tool in the shed when it came to decision making but that was then and this is now. But I can honestly say the person I am today couldn't even give you the reasons behind the person I was yesterday logical. But I shouldn't be persecuted to this extent. I guess everyone in my family is flawless because they act as though they don't make mistakes sometimes. Class was as though provoking and engaging as usual. I don't really have problems understanding the assignments, per say, I have a problem DOING the assignments. Kind of have a little procrastination problem that I thought had went into remission, but I can absolutely say it has come back full-blown. But I think once I just convincing myself like how I convinced myself last semester, I should be cool. In this post, I will reflect on class and my home life. This week has been a very hard week for me because I've been sick for the better part of it. Head cold. Inflamed sinus cavities. Slightly blurred vision. For days on end. The symptoms have only begun to moderately alleviate themselves. Life hasn't stopped in anyway just because I think I'm incapacitated. I had to call out of work two times in same week, which is never good for a part time employee. What event could be of such vital importance that I basically stop living and functioning for two days in a row? Sleep of course. Since I was in my voluntarily induced coma, a lot of the conversations I had were vague and hard to remember. This is because the only sensation that stood out in that time period was pain and general displeasure. But you can't talk to a feeling. But if you could, I'm sure the dialogue would be very colorful. Anyway, what i did remember was when I coincidentally had a doctor appointment scheduled a month in advance because other people exist, fall on the same day where the sickness was at it's peak ( I wasn't sick when I made the appointment. |
Bryan A. Brown
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