My Love- Hate Relationship with writing
Writing is a way to express beautiful thoughts through paper; there have been people who are horrible conversationalists but with a pen and paper create a story that has more meaning than any words that left my mouth. Then there’s me. I’m going to just come out and say it I hate writing I absolutely positively hate it. If I had to choose between writing and getting a tooth pulled let’s just say that I would be missing a lot of teeth. The reasons I hate writing are numerous. I can’t just single out one of them and say “This is why I hate writing!” then go on some dramatic rant of an experience I had years ago that led me to hating writing today. There are many things that contribute to this hatred, one being that I absolutely hate explaining myself. I always have since I was a child. Simple questions like “What did you learn in school today?” annoyed the crap out of me, made me feel like I was being interrogated. I love hearing things in detail but having to put things in detail for someone else is a long annoying process to me, which sucks because so much of writing is detail. Right now I’m kind of stuck between majors and I’m realizing that I’m needing writing more and more, there is absolutely no way for me to run from it anymore so I might as well embrace it. By the end of this semester I will choose whether or not I’ll continue being a law major or go with my first choice and study archeology, which has been a dream of mine since I was in fifth grade. Either way writing is going to play a big part in both fields, especially since I want to get my doctorate. I need writing classes because I want to show people how intelligent I am on paper and in person. When I publish a book I want my readers to feel like they were at the dig with me or actually they’re watching me in court.
Another reason writing has caused me so much anxiety over the years is because to be frank; I have nothing beautiful to say. Okay I know...
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