Chronological order has often been difficult for me to follow. In turn, while writing my Kite Runner essay, I struggled to write the essay in a correct order of events. I was surprised to find out that my mind often doesn't think in sequential order. Sometimes thoughts come in a random string, all relating to one another rather than coming in the order the author presents them. From this, I speculated whether there actually was a "correct order" of thinking. I find that the author spits out their thoughts in a pattern that makes sense to them. From there, the reader can then judge and rearrange their thinking to fit into their own individual logical mindset. This is a skill that allows any piece of writing to be universal, for the reader can make the ideas and their sequence all their own, which is very effective. I have come to appreciate this quality of my thinking, for putting your own twist on the ideas presented in the book can make the whole story become new again.
Yet when one changes the order of events, the flow and rhythm can often be obstructed. This is something that I would like to improve on in my own writing. Transitions are key to having good beats and pulses in writing and there presence in every paragraph is paramount. In the future, I hope to be able to have more efficient and powerful transitions from paragraph to paragraph and idea to idea. This should enhance the overall progression of the paper, making it more pleasing to the reader.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Blogging Around
This entry is a response to Sam's Blog, the post about the connection between artwork and writing.
I totally agree with you! In fact, many people consider writing a form of art, for the two share countless similarities. In third grade, our class worked on artist project. Each student chose an artist to research, write a small paragraph, and then imitate a piece of their work. I chose Jackson Pollock for his unique work. Ever since then I have been a fan. The thing I love most about his paintings it that every time you look at one, you find new meaning. You see a new splotch of color or a vivid stripe, and the whole painting becomes new again. That is also how one can describe a great novel. You are constantly discovering new things and making new observations. There are hidden meanings, words, and even emotions inside every page. When these small details are brought to life, new substances are found. This makes rereading a book or gazing a painting again even more exciting then the first time around, for you now notice the little details that really matter.
This entry is a response to Mackenzie's blog, the post about the importance of one's geographic location and its affect on one's life.
Your post reminded me of the Marc Gold assembly last year. In his talk, he reminds us of how lucky we really are. This luck is based on our geographic location. He brought up an important issue towards the end of his lecture that has really stuck with me. He simply asked us what the difference was between all of us sitting in this theater and the poor and suffering African children in his powerful slide show. The difference was simply luck. Luck defined by where we live. Our circumstances are represented by our location in the world. They can create problems or give us advantages, allow us to live freely or restrict our feelings, and determine the way we carry out our lives. Your post is an important example of the way our world effects our lives.
I totally agree with you! In fact, many people consider writing a form of art, for the two share countless similarities. In third grade, our class worked on artist project. Each student chose an artist to research, write a small paragraph, and then imitate a piece of their work. I chose Jackson Pollock for his unique work. Ever since then I have been a fan. The thing I love most about his paintings it that every time you look at one, you find new meaning. You see a new splotch of color or a vivid stripe, and the whole painting becomes new again. That is also how one can describe a great novel. You are constantly discovering new things and making new observations. There are hidden meanings, words, and even emotions inside every page. When these small details are brought to life, new substances are found. This makes rereading a book or gazing a painting again even more exciting then the first time around, for you now notice the little details that really matter.
This entry is a response to Mackenzie's blog, the post about the importance of one's geographic location and its affect on one's life.
Your post reminded me of the Marc Gold assembly last year. In his talk, he reminds us of how lucky we really are. This luck is based on our geographic location. He brought up an important issue towards the end of his lecture that has really stuck with me. He simply asked us what the difference was between all of us sitting in this theater and the poor and suffering African children in his powerful slide show. The difference was simply luck. Luck defined by where we live. Our circumstances are represented by our location in the world. They can create problems or give us advantages, allow us to live freely or restrict our feelings, and determine the way we carry out our lives. Your post is an important example of the way our world effects our lives.
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