[Michael theMentor’s Note: I have been even more intentional about supporting young and mature writers in the past few months. I am excited to encourage and post the first efforts of a number of veteran writers, new bloggers. I am especially excited about Cathrine’s courage in accepting the challenge to write for my blog. In this installment, you will read the trepidation and uncertainty of newness. It also demonstrates a great technique to use when you “have nothing to write.” Write about having nothing. You will also recognize a brilliance and insight that is key to successful writing. I hope Cathrine’s contribution inspires you to begin or continue your writing habit.]
“I can do all things through Christ, which strengthens me,” is what she tells herself everyday. But, when Dr. Wright gave her the assignment to write, this didn’t seem true. She was all for it in the meeting “Okay,” and “I understand.” But, in that office is where the understanding was left.
I’m Not Excited
Before the assignment was given to me, I always felt like I was a writer on and off, if that makes sense. I could just flow off the top of my head, and come up with some really good ideas. But, sometimes I would look back on them and think they were not as good. With this assignment, I kept questioning myself. “I don’t know where to start.” “Who am I supposed to ask the questions?” I know Dr. Wright told me to ask my friends, but I wasn’t quite sure if that would end successfully. So, I really wasn’t excited to try.
I’m Not Focused
My mind was on things that didn’t matter for the assignment at hand. Why things bothered me so much, I couldn’t tell you. But it happens often. The thing or situation that was clouding my mind was relationships or “talking to someone.” The prevailing wisdom is that Freshman should not date Seniors. Why does age matter? I couldn’t give an answer, but the question clouds my mind.
But I Must Write
I don’t feel like it will make sense. I don’t know how it’s all going to come together. I feel like when I write, the words don’t make sense. I never can put my words all together because I feel like it will not make sense in the end.
Also, I have other papers in mind like my research paper for ENGL1020. I chose my own topic but, still I don’t know where to start. Sometimes I feel like my writing can come naturally, but then it gets crazy. I start to feel like I’m repeating myself. Or, I feel like the reader is going to feel that I’m all over the place. Maybe this is the reason why I don’t write anymore. I used to have Journals, Poems, Diaries, short stories and all.
[Cathrine Moss is a freshman student at Tennessee State University, a courageous soul, and a writer. Follow her on Instagram: Katshonte]