How discouraging...I had a meeting with my Professor who teaches my favorite class of this quarter: ENG 320, Renaissance Literature. My goal was to a 4.0 and after receiving my second paper, the goal seems a little more dim. Lately, I've been focusing on creative ideas and learning the history that I neglected perfecting my writing. I seem to have lost my ability to construct brilliant sentences.
"Hyzel, your ideas are amazing, they are very radical. Your argumentative skills are impressive and almost humorous. However, you've been lacking style."
For any writers, this is heartbreaking. Style separates the greats from the mediocre. Without separation from sub par, it becomes difficult to believe that my writing can be (as of late) exceptional. On a lighter note, I am pushing myself to stay hungry. Shakespeare, Donne, Milton and Wyatt were not all perfect, right?
If I were to watch myself fall apart at every obstacle, what would I call myself? Whatever it would be, it is not the person that my parents raised. I'm staying hungry.
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