Everyone has their strong points in terms of school, and I have always considered mine to be English and writing. I would never consider myself to be a J.K. Rowling, or even close to the sort, but throwing words up against a piece of paper and hoping they all make sense has never been much of a challenge, until now.
Grammar is the one thing I’ve loathed since elementary school, and that still hasn’t changed. Doing pages and pages of grammar worksheets is never going to make it any more interesting. I understand it’s something everyone must fight through, but I mean, come on. Let’s think of a way to instill the many confusing rules of grammar into young American’s minds so that when they reach their sophomore year of college, they still aren’t trying to figure out the proper use of “who” and “whom”, or “which” and “that,” and aren’t bored out of their minds the entire time.
We pre-journalism majors, are learning a completely new style of writing in which we must take everything we know and practically throw it out the window. We’re learning to write with our opposite hand, and it’s a discouraging task. I’m majoring in professional writing so that I may improve all aspects of my writing on the intentions of ghostwriting, or being a novelist someday. Yet, here I am stuck being a journalist for a semester—not exactly my preferred choice. But hey, everyone must bite the bullet and do things they don’t want every once in a while. If I’m going to be a writer, I may as well know how to author campaigns, be a journalist, and be a copywriter as well.
Oh, and writing under the word count limit is something that I really need to work on.
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