Writers essentially distinguish themselves from one another through their style. All are given the same raw materials to experiment with; words and phrases with shared meaning. Like painters and their canvases, or dancers with a piece of music, it is up to each writer to determine how to utilize their blank slate.
When I write, I have a difficult time likening myself to a painter, a choreographer, a photographer. Some subconscious barrier prevents me from categorizing myself in the same creative realm as my peers. I realize that it’s all in my head, but sometimes I feel as if my worries about defining my writing style cloud the fact that my style is in fact existent, and is constantly in development.
I loved the style masquerade activity, because putting on the “mask” of someone else’s style was a useful way of comparing your style with someone else’s clearly defined POV. Upon seeing that I was tasked with mimicking Martin Luther King Jr’s style with my English 315 Final paper last semester, meager in persuasive power in comparison to MLK, I almost laughed out loud. But adopting his tone, word choice, and abstract/concrete language proved that embracing elements of style in my writing need not be laborious. Rather, style can be fun and easy. You could say I was surprised.
I think I want to tie in my “Why I Write” project into these realizations in some way. Most of the time, when I write, it’s because I have to. When I was younger, I was constantly sketching, writing in my diary, and writing letters and notes to family/friends. Somewhere in the sea of high school and college academic writing, I lost my creative spark and my passion for writing. I’m hoping that minoring in Writing, and being given the opportunity to explore Why I Write through different media, will enlighten that spark.