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Battered and Bruised

Some thoughts on writing:

Sometimes, as I fight my way through an essay or paper for school, a particularly important email or letter, I end up feeling a bit battered and bruised.  Struggling for the right words, a smooth transition, a clear summation can easily feel like a boxing match between my self and the page.  Ideas flying out of my brain like swift right hooks that fail to hit the metaphorical cheek.  Words stuck on the tip of my tongue like dried, cakey blood.  And always a bitter procrastination resulting from a sharp fear of falling short of ideals (Whose? Mine, yours, a professor's...)  Thus, it is that I write with a sense of battle weariness.  A panicked pugilist quivering at the ropes of the ring.

Posted by hollyarn on March 31, 2008 at 09:57 PM in Randomnalia, School, Writing | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

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