So I have fully realized my potential as a writer. Not the kind of writer that actually makes money for writing, but as a person that just enjoys turning out a work that fully expresses exactly what was meant to be expressed in just the words for the job.
And no, it wasn't in this blog, although this certainly is both a help and motivation. No, I wrote a letter to a committee for an endowed prize for outstanding senior-ness. I was nominated for this prize and had to write either an essay or letter saying how I fulfilled the selection requirements. As I got into writing the letter, the more I found that writing really is amazing.
Writing is one of those things I save for special occasions. Awkward birthday cards, bad essays, unfinished papers, meaningless letters, boring newsletters, you name it, I've probably shamefully written it. Its not like I don't know the power of the well written word, I'm an avid reader of great literature and enjoy a well turned phrase as well as any other Jane Austen lover, but it was always unattainable for me. I could enjoy someone else's work and not be able to produce my own. But now, writing is a lot more accessible. It doesn't have to be perfect, I'm not going to write a novel (although I tried once, that was interesting) or a classic poem, but I can write in a meaningful way. I can write in a personal way, I can write in a fulfilling way. I can write narratives, essays, research papers, prose, stories and documents. To those that educate me it shows what I know, to those that know me it shows how I think, and to those that love me it shows who I am. I decided today that I like writing because it can show someone that I might never meet a part of myself that they would not otherwise see. It can move them, or make them laugh, or think. Hopefully today, its just enough so that the committee can see not just "Senior Elizabeth the music major with a pretty good GPA", but the person that I want to be, the person that I am going to become.
And again, I have to give due credit to both Carlos who extensively helped with editing and revision and my Dad, who also helped with finalizing.
Happy Tuesday to all!
“Write to be understood, speak to be heard, read to grow...”
Lawrence Clark Powell
Writing is a thoroughly cleansing exercise. It can be habitual or spontaneous. Either way has the possibility to refresh and engage the spirit.
ReplyDeleteI am inspired to start my own blog again and I already love reading yours! It's therapeutic! Let us always keep reading, writing, and speaking from our hearts.
...wow, that was...cheesy. :)