I have grown tremendously as a writer since the beginning of the class. Even the writing center noticed my improvements. Before this class I never wrote creative nonfiction. In High school I wrote a personal story and enjoyed it a lot. I wasn’t as complex as the memoirs and vignettes we wrote in creative nonfiction. I also enjoyed hearing the stories read out loud in class. I was always used to being assigned readings, formulating a thesis and finding supporting facts. Writing nonfiction is a lot different. Instead of finding supporting facts you have to use the right tone and have a lot of good details that will help the reader bring the story to life. I think I’m starting to learn how to properly write a story instead of writing how I speak. I also have tried to expand my vocabulary and learn how to use adjectives and descriptive words in my writing. Another thing I had trouble in was dialogue, but with help from the writing center I’m getting better at it.
This is a little preview of My Experimental Piece which I enjoyed the most because I felt like a real journalist covering a real story even though I told it from a first person point of view. "Sometimes opportunities come into one’s life and one must evaluate whether they are worth the risk or not. I never thought things would end up like this. I knew I was living the wrong lifestyle, but I never thought I would end up here. Drug dealing is gamble of luck. Not everyone has what it takes to be a successful dealer. Fist you have to have money to invest in order to buy the merchandise. All types of narcotics are cheaper if you purchase in large quantities. The concept is simple, buy whole sales and sell retail. Similar to any business except in my business you do not have to pay taxes and have to hide from the cops, or how I like to call them Pigs. Whenever I smell bacon, I hide. I tried my best to always play it safe. The penalties for possession and intend to distribute illegal narcotics are harsh. In order to be successful I had to stay on the down low. I had a cheap Metro PCS phone registered to a fake name and address. That phone was strictly for selling drugs. For everything else I used my Iphone, register to my real name. I was an entrepreneur, making it in the big city. I was not a big time drug dealer yet, with the right transaction I would make a large enough profit to step my game up. The more money a drug dealer makes the more credit you get on the street. I needed to earn my respect like that."If you would like to read the rest of the story I have attached the entire piece. I hope you enjoy it. I also included the link of where u can read the actual story published online.
Although I really enjoyed writing and sharing my stories with my professor and classmates, I also enjoyed some of the readings. Some of my favorite readings are the story about Hiroshima and Nagasaki and the tragedy about Alaska. I particularly enjoyed them because they opened my eyes to a world I knew very little of. Alaska had me at the edge of my seat. I was specifically touched with the ending. I thought I was going to cry. The story about Hiroshima and Nagasaki made me dislike the US. I felt bad for what the people had to go through. One thing is to know we were in war and won because we had extremely powerful atomic bombs. Another thing is live the day of many people that were affected by the bombs. I could clearly picture the aftermath in my head. I felt disgusted that things like these actually happen in real life. Another two stories that I found moving were Angeles Ashes and Prozac Nation. I enjoyed Angela’s ashes because it was a sad story about a poor family with a weird twist towards the end and the mom dies. I liked how the author puts you in the shoes of the main characters that have a harsh life and live in very poor conditions. Prozac Nation interested me because in the future I would like to be a clinical psychologist or psychiatrist and would be dealing with patients like the main character in the book. I liked the bond between the main character and her therapist.
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