Just Really Writing

I wrote this for school, and my prof liked it, so I thought I'd post it. I finally came up with a fair example of "modern" writing vs. "classic" writing!

Journal: Week 10
Being a creative writer at heart, I enjoyed the first essay most. I love describing things, especially memories, as I’ve said before. I remember the transition phase from my middle school to high school writing. “At last,” I thought “I can actually say what I mean!” Finally, I could describe things in a way that made others feel what I felt and see what I saw without resorting to the “script writing” I see so much of these days in modern writing. People think they have to spell out everything for you, for example “he picked up the paper and rubbed his chin. Then he slowly walked over to the door and opened it thinking about what he had just read” vs. “He picked up the paper and thoughtfully read its contents before leaving the room, pondering what he had read.” It paints the same picture, or feeling at least, but doesn’t load down the imagination of the reader with trivial drivel. That’s the genius of writing! You can use just a few words to create a vivid scene that the reader, not the writer generates by imagination. I tend to be a little wordy (I’ve been pretty careful since my first essay not to write excessively) so I was proud of my last essay because I felt that I was more succinct and direct with my words. I enjoy argumentative writing as well, especially when I have a strong opinion about something. Really I enjoy writing about things I feel passionately about, whether it be something I like or detest. I always notice that if I don’t feel anything for a particular subject that I am forced to write about, my writing lags considerably. I have not yet mastered the “science” of a good paper. Frankly I’m not sure I want to, there’s something so cold and calculating about a “good” paper with no lifeblood in it. When I write, I feel as though I want to capture a star, burn it with a sunset and set it as a bangle around someone’s heart like a blazing brand forever printed on their mind. If no one will remember it, if it will not help, correct, uplift, shame, brighten, or endear someone or something, is it worth being written? The trick then is to make everything I write, no matter how trivial or quantified it might be, a brand that sticks in someone’s mind.