• FYS 183,  Weekly Writings

    Thank-you Redo

    I have been looking forward to the thank you letter assignment all year. There are many people that I owe gratitude to because so many people have been a part of my theater journey. From voice teachers to directors to mentors, I have been blessed with people who are willing to teach me and encourage me to continue in the arts. However, no one is more deserving than my middle school music teacher Mr. Diekmann. When I first entered the arts, I was convinced I would be an actress, and I was willing to put in the work. I would sing and dance to my heart’s content, but I always…

  • FYS 183,  Weekly Writings

    Children: The Backbone of Letter Writing

    Although Expistilorary Explorations have been fascinating, the historical letters can be very depressing. Working with the illustrated letters this week was refreshing because it showcased them as an art form. In The Day the Crayons Quit, letters are used as a storytelling device for the crayons to share their opinions on their child’s coloring skills. The story was adorable and a great way to introduce children to letters and their use as a form of peaceful protesting. I used to babysit for my next-store neighbors, and I remember reading the book to him and then getting a fountain of questions thrown at me: Are my crayons going to quit? Are…

  • FYS 183,  Weekly Writings

    Takeaways by a Young Writer

    This week we read a series of letters written to young authors giving them advice about how to write their books, get published, etc. As a young writer myself, some points stuck with me, and I feel I will utilize in the future should I choose to go further with the book I am currently working on. So here are my top five takeaways from Letters to a Young Writer 5. Reading Time: The best time to read is at the beginning of a project, and then the amount you read should decrease as you reach the climax. This allows you to make sure the conclusion is all your own.…

  • FYS 183,  Weekly Writings

    Dear Expectations,

    Late Wednesday night, as sleep flooded my thoughts and my lamp flickered, I looked down at my last assignment of the night: my letter to my future self. Although this same task was presented to me at orientation, the weight of this one felt heavier since I no longer had restrictions on space. My immediate thought was what I wanted to ask myself, yet this question is very daunting. I panicked as I began going through the list of things I wanted to accomplish. What if I fail? What if this letter reminds me of all of my failures? What if everything changes from now till then? One might think…

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