AlysonMemoirReflection

I had the hardest time finding a topic to write about. It seemed clear at first, but then everything fell apart. I started writing about a few topics: the death of my grandmother, my great-grandfather's funeral, etc. Each time, I ripped out the pieces of paper from my notebook, and threw them away. When I got in bed that night, I remembered the time I tried to braid my hair using a game piece. The frustration and pain I had felt would make a wonderful story. I didn't revise much of my paper. i didn't feel the need to. If I write something and someone doesn't like it, i don't change it unless his or her reasoning is sound. I'm very critical of all writing, and even more critical of my own. If I think it's bad, i'll throw the writing away and start over. If I think it is a good piece, it is very unlikely that I will change much of it.