Writing has has a definition different to each individual. For the authors Gerald Graff and Cathy Birkenstein (of the book "They say/ I say" Moves that Matter in Acedemic Writing) I cannot say for sure, but I now what I believe might be their beliefs. Originally, I thought they viewed writing as a science: something structured and regulated by formulas, deemed and studied by scrutinizing eyes, and always changing with new questions. As the passage I read went on, though, I realized that they saw writing as a tool, an instrument by which opinions could be reasonably and equally shared. The two saw writing, also, as a form of conversation, of something that is response to another's words or actions. It is, to them, merely a replying text instead of something that should stand alone.
Now, for myself, I have trouble defining writing. Because writing, to me, is living the words and breathing them through fingers. It is both an emotion and a passion. For me, when my writing stops, the world outside begins again. This is simply because writing is not just another thing, nor another profession; but, it is life. Or, to be more precise, my life.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
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