my history with writing

As I was pondering what I could possibly inform you about writing and myself, I had to consider where to begin. Should I explain my first years of grammar school, where sentences consisted of three of four words? Should I begin with the first journal my mother gave me in second or third grade?

Either way my history with writing has been kept on two levels. One that is personal, my own record of my life, my transitions, my enjoyments, and my sorrows. On this intimate level, I did not have to care about grammar. I wrote for enjoyment and my own benefit. it slowly transitioned from journal, to sketchbook, to blogging. However I never write as much on the web as I would in paper. I can't just open myself to the world. First of all I consider my audience. Blogging tends to limit how much I express myself. My favorite way to write is to incorporate my words with sketches; it could be elegant lines attached to the thoughts or a presentation of the mood I could slip in to. As much as it seems that I enjoy writing, the other level is opposite.

Writing in school intimidated me. English was always my worst subject. I was never the essay read aloud or commended for having a certain "way with words". It doesn't bother me, just blatantly pointed out that English was not "my thing". My passion is math and science. However there was one award I received in sixth grade. Our focus in class was lyrical composition; one finalized song we turned in to our teacher was given to the Country Music Hall of Fame to be judged. I was aware we of the field trip to the CMHF, but not for presenting the winner his prize. I was in the back of the class and my name was called out. My eyes were wide open with fear that I had been chatting with my buddies in the back and not paying attention, but I was wrong. I had won and was requested to come to the front. The man discussed my song with the class and then sang my song "The Richest of the Rich". I have a tape recording of the song somewhere in my closet. That was an enriching experience, but my other works are stored on flash drives collecting dust.

After reading the rhetorical situations I realized that I mostly write to myself. My audience is me; I appeal to myself and perhaps a few friends who seem to care. Overall I would say I'd never abandon writing and work to improve more of the formal writing that is required. Writing to me is important for everyone; it can remind you of old times or reveal an other's interests and taste.