It finally
dawned on me, what it meant to write a paper without knowing an answer or having
an idea of at least where the paper was headed. Last year in my English class
we attempted to do this. My papers turned out fine, but the whole time I knew
exactly what my opinions and arguments were. I had an idea of how my paper
would turn out the entire time. But on Tuesday, during our fast writing essays,
it made sense. We were told to write about our current or previous infatuations
and then reflect on it. I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to write and to
a certain extent I did. I wrote about how I am infatuated with cycling and exercise.
Then I wrote about how infatuations change. However, at some point during the
seven minutes I realized that I was really writing about my lifestyle as an infatuation.
In short, I had claimed that my identity was made up of my infatuations, which
pretty much sent shivers up my spine. I’m not sure if this made me so uncomfortable
because it implied a changing identity, or the fact that who we are is just
based off of current obsessions. Given all of the previous information we had
read or heard about the personal essay I pretty quickly knew this had to be my
topic. But now the more I reflect on my topic the more I realize that this is
exactly what my teacher last year was trying to get us to do. It now makes
sense.
I have no idea how or where my
personal essay will conclude, but more likely than not it won’t be a concrete
answer. By the end of the essay I will probably
be left with more questions about my identity than when I started, as I did
with the fast write. I understand (I hope) that this is exactly how our essays
should be inspired so I can’t wait to see where my inquiry leads me.
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