Friday, October 16, 2009

Alexandra's BLOG

1) What began as merely a reflection upon a memory evolved into a multiple page essay. I was able to withdraw conceptual ideas from an event I thought of as just a past event, such as traits discovered from the occurance. I would categorize it more as a reflective paper, discovering facts that were unknown to me prior to the deep thought put into the assignment, and would disregard the title "essay" altogether. 

2) Drawing concrete ideas from my memory was a challenge for me, and I found that although I am able to write endless strings of conceptual ideas, it is crucial that I connect concrete and conceptual thoughts. It makes my writing stronger as a whole and is something I must remember to do as I progress as a writer. 

3) lf I were able to go back and make changes and/or additions to my paper, I would take the chance to make certain that I had completely drained myself of all knowledge, descriptiveness and wisdom into my work. Sometimes when taking a second look onto a piece that one has written, one perceives the writing in a completely different stature then taken when writing it. Once the process of writing the paper has long been rid of and one's work is seen just another completed essay, looking back on the final product is quite refreshing. After what seemed like endless hours of editing, double checking, and infinite thesaurus checks, it is rewarding to see that one's hard work has paid off in the end. Making changes is not something I would necessarily do, yet instead playing the role as my personal critique is a character I seek interest in playing. 

4) Reflecting back on a childhood memory, one that I see a framed picture from on the daily, filled me with such joy. Not only was it an event that never seises in bringing a grin to my face, yet diving deeper into the distinct details is something I've never done. Whenever reminiscing upon an event that took place, it is most commonly just a daydream in my free time or something brought up when reflecting with a friend or family member. However, really peeling apart my memory, strip by strip, gave myself a completely new perception of past events. It causes me feel deeper appreciation for experiences once enjoyed, allowing me to now bask in the happiness they once brought me.