This is it. My final blog for this Eng. composition course. For this blog assignment, I am going to write a reflection of my writing throughout this course. I am writing a blog post, rather than creating a video because I absolutely hate being on camera. As a photographer, I’m always on the unseen side of the camera and I plan to keep it that way.
When this course first began, I had the same basic attitude towards it that I’ve had with all other composition courses. I was annoyed that I had to take this course. Why did I need to take an english composition course for a nursing major? Especially when I score high enough on my SATs to be exempt from any placement testing. I thought I had proven myself competent enough to be done with it forever. Because I know as a nurse, I’m not going to be writing blog posts about my day at the hospital, or memoirs to patients that I meet. I didn’t want to be stuck having to write about whatever a professor told me to write about. That’s not really how I roll. Then we were given our first assignment, to fill out the Proust Questionnaire. In the questionnaire, one of the questions asked, “If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?” I answered that I didn’t like how closed off I can be and it’s something I don’t want my children to learn from me. Answering that question was my first step towards changing it, and I tried to continue to try and change it with my writing this semester. I tried to not abide by my general “don’t ask, don’t tell” rule: If you’re not asking, I’m not telling. That was especially true for my blog post, “Composing an Emotional Scene”, and even more true for my memoir which I really went far out of my comfort zone to write. So far out, that I honestly wouldn’t have been able to read out loud yet. Just hearing someone else reading it was enough to skyrocket my adrenaline, causing me to visibly tremble. But, I had a deal with myself to try and stop being so closed off. If in the future, I take (or have to take) another writing course, I’m going to hold myself to the same expectation that I did this semester to go out of my comfort zone. I’ve got a lot of good shit say, whether it be from personal experience or opinions (like our research project), it’s just a matter of actually sharing it with people. Or even conjuring up the drive to do it. Like right now, my daughter won’t let anyone else hold her without screaming her head off, so I’ve got her in on arm, rocking her, while I type with the other. In previous classes, I wouldn’t have cared enough to do write this with as much effort as I am now. But this class hasn’t left a bad taste in my mouth as bad as the first time I tried celery.
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