Response to bloggers handouts

For the blogging basics sheet, it was pretty straightforward, but I was surprised by how silly I found somethings to be. For instance blogging etiquette to tag another blogger. And then the need to update your blog more than 3 times a week to get a good amount of bloggers. I guess I’m just really confused, and maybe a little behind with this whole thing, but how do people have that much to say to other people? I understand the travel blogs because they are updating with new trips they have taken, but even then I find it hard to want to read everything about people’s thoughts. I want to get myself out into the blogging world because I know that our world is changing quickly, but I am finding it hard to think of anything that I could write about every night for other people to read and look at.

In Sullivan’s piece, he brings up this idea of “web-log” again and I can see that he feels blogging has become a great modern avenue of writing. Although I don’t like the idea of sharing personal information on the internet, I really liked his comparison to a ship’s log and how you “have the curious sense of moving backward in time as you move forward in pages”. I think this is a really unique way to look at this style of writing that is so much different from reading a book as he describes. The more I read his work, the more of a proponent of blogging I became. His words on immediate writing or writing out loud that requires no other thoughts other than just expression intrigues me. I had only ever thought of this kind of writing for myself alone in my journal  and I am curious what it would be like to share this kind of writing that I create.

Although this idea of free writing and writing out loud is very appealing, the idea of sharing thoughts and then hearing negative feedback is something that I find a little scary about blogging. Perhaps by starting my own blog, I will be able to develop a little thicker of skin.

Hopping on the bloggers bandwagon

So, I am not a huge media person, and have therefore never taken much interest in blogging. I am quite a private person about most things. I don’t like sharing my day to day activities or who I am dating on the internet. Even when there is a death in the family, I steer away from all social media and keep my feelings to myself and am confused when others can be so open. And thus, this assignment was quite difficult for me. However, I have a great passion for travel and adventure. Nothing thrills me more than dreaming of traveling and exploring other worlds.

About 10 years ago, I met an older second cousin of mine who shared this same passion. He was first beginning his traveling through a backpacking experience after his junior year of college. From these travels, he developed such a love for the world outside of his small northern Michigan town that he abandoned his degree in engineering and moved to Chile to teach English to small town’s elementary school. As I said, I don’t follow many blogs, but I can tell you that when I do skim over everything he does, I am astounded and inspired by someone who took so many risks and followed his dreams. There are two links at the bottom that expand over many years (the second is the most current).  I encourage anyone who is feeling stuck with whatever future they think they have all set out for themselves. He is a truly incredible person.

He also has a ton of cool picture that I promise will make you want to be there.


Also, if anyone else isn’t inspired enough to travel, here’s something cool to watch

My Style

I reviewed one of my favorite papers that I wrote last year analyzing a societal concept relating to the American South. The class revolved around many stereotypes of the south and ways that these stereotypes have either stayed the same or developed and changed over time. The topic I chose to write about was the black and white relationships of men and women defined in television and cinema; I chose a new show called Heart of Dixie. In my paper I immediately noticed that my topic sentence was a little to open ended and was not centralized around what I really wanted to say. Although my intro paragraph did touch on what I would discuss, I can see that I tend to add a little too much fluff in my sentences. I think in general throughout the paper, I made sentences and ideas stretch for longer because I enjoyed the way that the sentence sounded rather than deciding if all those words were necessary.

I think my style of writing revolves around a very figurative and concrete way of approaching an idea. I like to create concrete images in my readers mind so they can understand and see what I am seeing. I think if I added a little more abstract  to my writing, I could really enhance my writing. I like words that elicit a feeling like “swooning” or “redolent” because when I reread my writing, I can tell what I was feeling as I wrote it.

In terms of “my go to sentence” I can see that I use revolved something around “this allows the viewer” or “this permits the reader”. I try to stem away from my own opinions and it appears this is my main way of articulating my own opinion without using the first person. It can get quite repetitive I have noticed, however.

“why I write” by Caroline Kowalski

In terms of the Orwell piece, I immediately related to him with the middle child syndrome. He writes of imaginary friends and lavish tales to accommodate for a sense of loneliness being stuck in the middle and rarely seeing his father, and I almost wonder if he is talking about me. I started writing when I was very young like him and even won a fairy-tale story-writing contest when I was 8. I won a rare doll that still is sitting in a box in storage somewhere.  When he talks about his inner monolouge, I am almost relieved to hear that someone else does this- other than JD from Scrubs- because I constantly imagine myself in the midst of a story. My imagination running wild with all types of scenarios of what reality might really be like. I have kept a diary my whole life and have written every strange thought that pops into my head and this has become the written version of my story. He also talks about a “demon” that drives you to write and sometimes when I write I feel this same sense as if I need to keep writing and get everything out so its not trapped inside my mind.

As for the Joan Didion piece, I did not enjoy it as much . I did not get a sense of why she was a writer in the same sense that Orwell spoke of it. Instead it almost seemed that with her prose and her detail that you got a strange sense of the innerworkings of her mind, and in that way one was able to decide if she was a writer or not. To me, her piece does not so much answer the question of ‘why I write”, but rather attempts to prove that she is in fact a writer.