My Reflection on my Narrative is the Man

To begin with, I had so much fun writing that beast. I realize now it was way too long so, to Sis Steadman, I'm sorry ahead of time! Or rather, behind time! I wrote 3 pages, I just didn't double space them. I'm sort of writing another essay that I guess I confused with this one. Oh well, its too late to take anything out now. I like what I have.

Anyways, I really enjoyed writing this paper because it let me be completely creative without the restrictions that the other styles of writing tend to present. I hated having to write about the things I researched. Even though I learned a lot, it didn't feel like I was writing. It felt more like I was just linking together what other people had figured out. It wasn't really writing so much as explaining or summarizing.

Then after trudging through that misery I was able to do whatever I wanted! That was awesome! I loved being able to make my own symbols, go in my own direction and not worry about what the next quote I needed to include was. With all this freedom I did write my paper I'm the most nervous about. It was much more out of my comfort zone. I've never used symbols before, or tried to communicate a difficult message without saying it.

I guess just to explain, how I grew was that I learned to appreciate life. I didn't really know how important it was to me until I came so close to losing it. Its amazing how often that happens.