The reflection tells no tales, no lies and is not my friend. The bald truth is that I struggle with writing. It is a free-for-all getting my thoughts together in a cohesive understandable and organized direction. In my head, I can visualize my writing as a beautiful, living, and breathing work, my snag of expressing my vision into words is painful and awkward. For example, in my essay, Writing: Just Spit it Out Already, the visual sarcasm drips from the pixels but it is bewildering and has no definitive path. In reviewing, Writing: Just Spit It Out Already! and A Modern Cougar, along with reviewing personal experiences; I can see the obstacles of my writing are that clichés, metaphors and idioms clog the flow for the reader, as well as the constant flip-flop between active and passive voice.
Like with Writing: Just Spit it Out! I can see that I use creative innuendos to embellish or drive home my point, the pitfall being that I use confusing references that may be misinterpreted or undervalued. I mention everything from The Simpsons to Siegfried and Roy. The strain of getting my brain to the straight and narrow as well as keeping on that narrow path is problematic, coupled with the issue of my ADHD and hormone depravity makes putting words into cohesive thoughts rather gruesome. Leaving …show more content…
Thrashing about while writing, wrestling with active verses passive voice are penalties of brain fog. The rubric for my Extended Definition Essay shows where I am missing the mark. My focus and mechanics requires arduous labor. I am not sure that my writing focused on supporting my thesis with the use of reason and fact. My “kryptonite”, the powers of the cliché and inappropriate voice, colored with idioms and metaphors need harnessed and used for the power of