Process Writing

Since high school, writing has become very hard for me. Perhaps because now my pieces are held to a higher standard, or because the subject matter is more complicated, but I can't whip out papers the night before like I could back then (ah, those were the days). Aside from my memoir, which came pretty easily because I tell most of those stories often—especially my mango story—the other pieces of this class were extremely difficult to even get onto paper, much less revise. Food journalism is not something that I've ever done before, and developing a sense of tastes and textures and spices was a difficult process, and honestly hasn't completely come to me in full. My biggest breakthrough this quarter was the shift from the chronological. It's a hard habit to break, but I think I'm finally coming out of my A to B shell.

Although over the past ten weeks I have changed somewhat as a writer, I have been transformed as an eater. This may be the first class that I've taken that has addressed a social issue that hits so close to home (which is surprising, considering I attend Kalamazoo College). I will carry this information with me for the rest of my life, and continue reading advocacy journalism pieces on the issue.