I remember writing before learning to write. I was obviously taught alphabetic literacy before I could transcribe my thoughts and feelings onto a page, but I was fascinated by the writing process long before I began formal composition instruction. While I had a natural penchant for writing, being in a classroom environment that facilitated creative expression through writing helped me sustain my love of the written word.
I don't remember many of my specific formative writing experiences in early education; rather, I simply remember that I wrote a lot. My classes were structured around writing. In fourth grade, we were given "writer's notebooks," and each hour, our instructor would highlight a goal point on the page for us to reach. I recall being shocked when my teacher made me write a page and a half of my fiction piece, and astonished more still when I accomplished the task. I still have the final product of that story. I had written a piece about an elementary school student named "Kita." Hmmm, I wonder what my inspiration possibly could have been.
Much of my writing came alive, when, in elementary school, I was taught mimicry. I already had a wild enough imagination to compose a million stories, but with the added task to pull references and styles from other authors, I had a new skill I was driven to incorporate into my writing. Two of my favorite authors--J.K. Rowling and Lemony Snicket--were huge influences on my childhood, and I was ecstatic by the notion of threading those influences into an activity I loved so dearly. My second-grade self soon found out it was difficult to reference an author's style without stealing their direct words, but in being tasked with this difficult process, I learned a great deal about successful nods to other writers, as well as the importance of obtaining that unique "writer's voice." I was better able to appreciate Lemony Snicket's voice, but more important still was the fact that I was able to pinpoint exactly what could make my writing stylistically unique and engaging, both for myself and for my audience (who were, as always, an enthusiastic set of parents and teachers).
Through most of my middle school and high school education, I closely followed the writing instruction I got early on: find your unique voice, be creative, and always, always read successful authors' work. This technique served me well then, but by the time I got to college, I was in for a shocking surprise. I had a professor who instructed us to analyze
Lolita. At the time I was thinking "alright. I liked Lolita, and I can analyze the shit out of anything. I got this." My professor then went on to note that we had to pick one word in the text, find all instances of that word, and compose an argument based on said word.
I was
furious. All of a sudden, my previously celebrated creative expression had been squashed. I couldn't comprehend that my professor even dare provide us with a formula for writing, much less grade us on that formula. I didn't want to spend my precious writing time searching for a word--it felt like I had signed myself up for a scavenger hunt, rather than a writing class. I was so angry, I vented to my roommate for an hour, then composed a blog post titled "Imprisoned by an Essay." My much younger, much more naive self, claimed that I had no freedom in my education, and that "in attempts to break us outside of the box, we're shoved back in it." I was so bold (oh, freshmen self) to ask "does she [my professor] think we're easily brainwashed enough to believe we're free because we're told there's no other way to write?"
I begrudgingly wrote the essay. I chose a topic I was excited to explore and wrote that in a way that made sense to me, but come time for revision, but I felt imprisoned by the formula. At first, I was adamantly against having fun with it. Then, something happened. I began noticing connections and patterns among the words I was forced to find. I ended up, ironically enough, writing about imprisonment, and Lolita's surreptitious subversion of power dynamics with Humbert Humbert. I was able to start a seemingly meaningless point, and bridge connections and arguments I never would have noticed if I had "started big" and only made surface arguments. It was one of the best essays I wrote as an undergrad, and I seriously considered sending it in as my CSU writing sample.
Through this formative writing experience, I realized that my professor was giving us a helpful starting point for creative expression. What seemed like strict guidelines were actually successful prompts in getting college freshmen to think beyond the obvious "rape is bad" argument. Only then did I realize that allowing a more formulaic approach to the beginning stages of writing allowed for more nuanced expression of argument throughout the paper. I have followed this "formula" of my own volition in subsequent essays, and I plan on doing the same during my time as a graduate student.
While a majority of my formative writing memories come from school-sponsored writing, my personal composition process has shaped my own theories behind writing. For the most part, I wasn't aware that there even was a theory behind my writing, I just wrote in a way that I felt would most benefit me and my readers. As I've previously mentioned, I have kept a journal since age 6, though my consistent journaling didn't start until I was in high school. I have also kept a blog titled
Coffee, Yoga, and Life's Other Necessities since my senior year of high school. My journal and blogging practices are always interwoven. When I feel inspired to blog, it is often because I've worked out an idea in my journal. My entries often begin as rants, but there is usually some seed of insight in the midst of the whining. When I start to compose a blog entry, I take that element of insight from my journal, flesh it out, and write it in a way that will be appropriate for a public audience (although no one except my mom--and now you guys--reads my blog. Hi mom!). I have been working through this writing process ever since I kept a blog, and it has shaped a large portion of my writing identity and experience.