Writing!

Writing from the beginning of the school year has changed in so many ways. Not only was I scoring a B- on my district assessment but I was getting the hang of eighth grade. IT was a big step up from seventh grade, where essays were something required and happened every week. Sitting in Mrs. Mundt's classroom, a large laptop in front of me; waiting for that inspiration to come. Sometimes it never did come. I would sit there, staring at the large electronic device and think to myself ' When am I going to get inspired?' Then eighth grade came and my possibilities seemed to roam and spread, free at last. Over the process of the year I have attempted to write 3 possible short stories. 2 of which died in the process. I am currently, and will be working on a story all summer. It will definitely take up a lot of my time. But now back to my eighth grade experiences.

Mrs. Reagles. A name that will always stand out in my memory book. She was a different language art teacher. She didn't tell me everything was good when it wasn't, or made me write something I was uncomfortable writing. Heck no. Mrs. Reagles actually inspired me. But this was just one of the things that I love about 8th grade.

Back to writing. Looking back at my first conference when I first scored and 88. I was proud of my writing and what I had accomplished in this short amount of time. Yet, my craving kept me hungry. I had written an essay, a short story ( which has died) and a creative piece. Overall though, not only did eighth grade inspire me, but it has also made me think about my future and how writing can change your life.