Feb 10, 2006 09:04
Oh school.
How sucky you can be.
Yesterday I received feedback for a story I wrote in creative writing
non-fiction. All the other students in my class loved the piece,
thought it was wonderfully written. My teacher, on the other hand, tore
it apart. I know I need to grow a thicker skin, but there had to be something redeeming
about the paper. Several classmates went and corrected him about some
of the points that he said was "unbelievable". One girl said she was
willing to demonstrate it for the class. He said no, and still
contended that it was implausible. He finally conceded that it was
"poorly written". I'll take that, but I am not going to make too many
changes to the line - only because it was the best way to express a
particular action.
It's a double standard, this is the same teacher that is making
me read Derrida, Sidney, Heidegger; all in reference to Shakespeare. We
covered in the first week of my Shakespeare class that he has things
that make no sense in the way you write them. So Shakespeare can have a
line like "When I was and a little, tiny boy" but I can't have "I screamed with my mouth shut, my vocal cords straining..." hmmm. Which makes more sense?
Granted, the piece needed some work. My work in general
needs work. I have issues with organization and sticking to the point.
I have issues with digression. I won't deny that. I have reconciled
myself with that possibility. But, there had to be something redeeming
about the paper. Nice description, nice use of setting, nice showing of
emotions, something!
*grump*
Chris just voiced what I suspected when I talked to him on the phone
last night. The teacher is just trying to push me and whatnot. I
understand that if he praises my paper I won't try and fix it, because
if it's already good, why bother? Great. But I am the type of person
that needs at least one piece of positive feedback, that way I know if
I don't have to scrap the entire piece. But listening to him I need to re-work the whole thing. Freaking.....grrrr.
I'm gonna revise it. I am going to fix the paper and make it work,
though I am not going to change my entire writing style. No, I will not
conform to the style that he wants me to have. I write the way I write.
If you don't like that, then too bad. I will just forget to mention you when
I make my acceptance speech for my Pulitzer prize.
So there.
school,
papers,
teacher,
english