I’ve always been fascinated with words. I love to twist and turn them until I have created something completely unrecognizable that is uniquely my own. But since I have started this course, I have felt the slow disintegration of my creative buzz.
Wait; let me fix that.
I’ve always been fascinated with words (words? You mean English? Be clear). I love to twist and turn them (unnecessary information, tells me nothing) until I have created something completely unrecognizable that is uniquely my own (if it is your own then it is obviously unique). But (never start a sentence with ‘but’) since I have started this course, I have felt the slow disintegration (how else is disintegration?) of my creative buzz (is buzz necessary? It creates clutter).
My writing is said to be cluttered and maybe it is but that clutter is my creativity. I can’t talk like this. I can’t write like this. I can’t make things simple. I hate noun + verb +adjective!
Don’t get me wrong. It many ways, I’m glad I’m taking a course that is so out of my comfort zone. If I never break my barriers I can’t expect to improve the types of writing I do like. Still, I struggle between the two classes. I go to Journalism class and try to be an objective, professional writer. I go to Creative Writing, just a few hours later, and am told to open my mind and embrace negative capability.
A big part of me wants to re write this entire piece to make it something witty and simple and surely ten-point worthy. But another part of me wants to throw away these prescriptive rules of language and simply communicate with passion.
I wonder which one will win.