Writing this draft has been genuinely dreadful. Completely awful. Horrific, if you will. I am at my wit’s end, so please enjoy my writing process told by using gifs of Jack Sparrow. Oh, excuse me, Captain Jack Sparrow.
Me with all the enthusiasm in the world, sitting down to write my proposal, realizing I had no idea what I was doing or what I wanted to argue:
Me running away from all my open research tabs to take yet another nap:
Me finally gaining the courage and confidence to face this research head-on:
Me realizing I over-researched and had nearly six pages of source quotes to sift through:
Me trying to use voodoo magic to get this essay to write itself:
Me after reading my completed first draft:
I can’t really explain why this essay was so difficult for me to write, but I really don’t think I did well on it. I’m not sure if I did any of it right, to be honest. I think I feel worse about this one than my Close Reading essay. But hey, my Close Reading first draft turned out to be pretty good, so many a miracle will happen. Maybe? Please?
I was so overwhelmed with all the research I did that I feel like my focus is still a bit too general or that I’m focusing on too many different things. Honestly, thank god for revisions because I’m going to need a few. It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ll be able to put this essay behind me soon enough. I just need to tackle revisions, and after some direction from Pennington, I think I’ll be just fine.
As Captain Jack Sparrow says, “Bring me that horizon.” Just imagine a much less enthusiastic version of him saying that, and you’ll capture my mood.
