Part A:

Prior to the course my writing style only had one tone and I mostly wrote poems because that is where I felt comfortable. My writing also was detached from myself because I didn’t like to make it about me.

I think that I have become more versatile in my writing as I am now able to capably write non-fiction and I can also write a short story capably.

As for my Identity as a writer, I feel as if my style has greatly improved this semester, I have learned to express myself more throughout my writing and to put more of myself into it. My GUMPS have also Improved from what they were last year or even at the beginning of this year.

In short, I would explain my voice to be a dark comment on the world with bursts of sarcasm here and there.

The advice that I would give is to read a lot and not only the kind of books that you like read some things you don’t because you can still learn from them, also to write even though it may seem like you don’t have a style or a voice keep writing it will show up.

For the future, I would like to keep working on my novella and to keep working on the DND campaign I’m writing as well as my flash poetry series.

Part B:

Considering that at the end of Creative writing last year I had barely done any of the work that was required and I still wasn’t much of a fan of writing, I would say I’ve come a long way. I Have come to enjoy writing in a way I never thought I would.

There are still improvements to be made as there always will be but for now, I am proud of it.

I think I will continue in with my blog and keep writing, maybe not at the same volume as I have been but something at least.

Lucas’ blog is a particular favourite of mine.

As for professional bloggers, EN|World and RPG site are the two I primarily follow.

Part C:

Most of the “Aha” moments I had in the class were about the ELA course I have been taking, but the ones that were most prominent were when we had guest writers come in I learned a lot from looking at their styles as writers and taking the things I liked about them and trying to incorporate it into my style.

As a reader, I can say that I have read a lot more this year than in the past but I want to read more classic literature. The best book that I read this semester would definitely be  The Silmarillion by J.R.R Tolkien I think that It helped me to make my writing more sophisticated. The book is a collection of stories from the beginning of the Middle-earth universe, explaining how the world began and the pantheon that exists in the world.

Reading helps to improve your writing by expanding your vocabulary.

As a writer I think I have accomplished a lot,  I have expanded my experience with

writing and with what I can write in terms of genre.

I would definitely take the course again I think that it is fundamental in developing English skills.

I would Keep writing and reading because those are the best ways to improve and I would definitely look for areas to improve and learn more.

Part D:

I am very glad I did my writer as most people assume there is no meaning behind the lyrics to a rock song and more often than not they have a deeper meaning than any other songs.

If there was another writer I would do it would be J.R.R Tolkien because many people think of his writing as children’s writing or that it is not complex but in fact, it is complex and not at all for children.

The fantasy genre as always has still interested me.

I learned to only write for myself and not for others because it is a part of me that I want to express and get out of my own mind.

I don’t have one in particular but I do want to explore more writers.

Jade would be one of the most prominent writers as she is not afraid to talk about controversial issues.

http://tickledpurple.edublogs.org/

Another would be Liam’s blog because he gives a new perspective on things that would otherwise be mundane.

http://myriagon.edublogs.org/

Although she is not in the class Paxton would be another that I am a fan of because her blog is such a contrast to her overall personality.

http://sempiternallagoon.edublogs.org/

Part E:

Donec Iterum Conveniant (Until We Meet Again)

 

G Is for Gym

A place of solitude, emptiness, and observation.

Empty and barren. It almost seems like a sin to see it this way, stripped of all the glory it contained. Everything great that was accomplished inside, now washed away in an instant. But there will always be a next time right? Another chance to do more and see more. To be home again. Wrapped up in the darkness as if it were my childhood blanket. Not for me. Not this time because for me this is the end, the end of an era, the end of what seems to me like a lifetime.

All I have known for years suddenly crumbling beneath my feet; the family I built for myself still there, but further than I feel comfortable having them. But it seems it’s time to let go and move on. Never fully though, there will always, always be a part of me that lives there, infused into the walls and the ground. And even though I didn’t build that place, it feels as if I have, laying brick over brick to build a safe haven for the people like me. The wonderful misfits of the universe. I made a legacy here, built with blood sweat and tears, a legacy that I would not give up for anything.

This is the place where I found me, found the person I was meant to be. Built myself up from the dust of the universe that surrounds this place, because it is only fair that if I leave a part of myself here, and that I take a part of here with myself – infused into my soul in a way that is irreversible. I carved my name into the foundations of the earth on which that place stands. My greatest triumph. And yet somehow it is also my greatest sorrow.

To this place and the people within I owe everything for without them I would not exist here today to tell this story.

I have never been good with goodbyes so I say this:

Donec iterum conveniant
(Until We Meet Again)

The title is symbolic of the fact that I don’t like to say goodbye it signifies an end to something and I don’t want there to be an end to what I’ve written about.

A person constructs a place that is a safe haven for the downtrodden and misfits of the world.

The purpose of the piece is just to get my own thoughts out of my head and to pay homage to the people who allowed me to become who I am today

The people that influenced this piece the most would be Ms. Hunnisett, and Ms. Orchard.

The style is a narrative in the first person without explicitly mentioning a name.

In all honesty, the process was fairly quick as I wrote this in an hour and a half.

 

Time

 

Time

Such a tempting mistress.

Why wouldn’t anyone want more Time?

It’s such a lovely thing to have.

False, False, False

That’s what she would have you think.

I’ll tell you the truth,

Time is a burden

It weighs you down

like the heavens on Atlas.

It gives you a cursed life

Domed to the same fate for the rest of eternity.

But Time is useful,

It lets you do the things you want.

It gives you a chance.

A chance to live

To thrive,

To achieve,

To prosper,

To conquer.

False.

All it gives is a chance at destruction,

At  ruin,

At pain,

At suffering.

And yet people still beg for more Time.

They think it will save them,

Deliver them to salvation,

It will do neither.

It will only make monsters out of us all.

All that shines turns to rust,

All that stands in Time turns to dust.

This poem was inspired by a song from Black Label Society called Rust a link can be found here.

 

The title of the piece is time because the whole premise of the piece is the drawback of time.

It is a personification of time and it discusses the drawback to the concept of time itself.

The purpose was to make a commentary on how time is an oppressive force.

The piece wasn’t influenced by any specific person.

The craft is a poem that makes use of enjambment and positioning.

I have often thought of the concept of time and more often than not it seems like an oppressive force. The creative voice inside me says that it is horrible and needs to be done away with, that deadlines are unnecessary and stifle creativity. The logical voice agrees that it is oppressive, however, it also says that it is necessary. Time is a constant something we as humans rely on in our inconsistency. I am a firm believer that the monuments of civilization will one day crumble and all will be dust. The civilization we thought to be so mighty and unbreakable will be forgotten by most and only remembered in figments of stories by the few who care to look for the remnants of what we once were. We are not immortal and there are things that will outlast us. We cannot take the possessions we gain to the grave so why care about things over people, why not cherish the people around you instead of always trying to claw your way up an impossible ladder just so you can have a nicer house or a better car. There is no point.