Essay Anxiety Averted

It's a funny thing about the personal connection essay. I did it on "How to Become a Writer" because, believe it or not, I used to dream of becoming a writer for a living. Of course, now my writing is mediocre at best, but at a certain time of my life, I thought I was the next J.K Rowling. My 5th grade teacher told me I was a good writer, so I just ran with it from there. However, once I took creative writing class in 11th grade, writing became a chore. My creativity was forced in creative writing class, and as a result, I lost the will to write. I can barely write these blogs without falling asleep or wandering off to a social network mid sent.......... Sorry, okay I'm back. You see my point? I used to love writing! My 11th grade year I scored a perfect 600 on my writing SOL. Somewhere along the course of the end of my high school years, I began to practically despise writing. My novel has ceased to be worked on since summer, and I only succeeded in adding an extra chapter. making it about a 65,000 word novel that has reached writer's block and won't have a chance to be fixed because as stated in my last blog, I am extremely busy 24/7 and when I'm not busy, I'm sleeping or eating, which, in my case, is serious business. So I admire the main character of "How to Become a Writer" because she didn't give up on her passion for writing no matter how tough things got for her. I, on the other hand, have given up to an extent, and instead of even talking about my struggles of becoming a writer in my essay, I resorted to talking about my passion for music and my desire to be a female rapper/singer or famous actress. Of course, both things are true, but I completely overlooked the actual writing part. The way the story portrayed how to become a writer wasn't  the best at tempting me to become one, much less write about my becoming one. So my story changed completely and I went with what made a little more sense. How could I write about how to be come a writer if I myself failed in becoming one already? Exactly, this is best for all of us. Again, thanks for your time, and I hope your brain hasn't shut off from reading my blogs.

My Life In Yellow Wallpaper

Okay, so I realize that I've been very late in all of my blog posts because my life has been like the story of the yellow wallpaper. No, I wasn't imprisoned in a room to go insane, obviously. However, I've been feeling trapped. I have so many things going on in my life lately that I feel like i don't even have enough time to rest at night. I am the girl behind the yellow wallpaper, and though I'm not on the verge of hanging myself, I am very overwhelmed with the multiple responsibilities that I'm facing. Being secretary of the rbc players, the worship and youth leader of 2 different churches, working a job, and going to college and doing homework, it's like a never ending cycle of responsibilities. It  makes me wonder. Maybe the woman in the yellow wallpaper became overwhelmed with the responsibilities of being a housewife and that's why she went crazy. Honestly, it wouldn't surprise me. Although, technically my responsibilites can far outweigh those of a housewife, I believe, and I have yet to go insane. Maybe the woman in that story wasn't as strong minded as she would've liked to be. Perhaps she was fragile from the beginning and the slightest change would send her over the edge. Of course there were several things that played a key role in the destruction of that woman's mind, but I don't think that would be enough to go crazy. Either way, if I ever was in thatt situation, at least I wouldnt become infatuated with my wallpaper, primarily because my walls are painted eggshell and tan. It's much too boring to obsess over.
This completes my random thoughts for now. I hope these don't melt your brain, or make you go crazy Gnarles Barkley style.