Monday, September 28, 2015

Creative Power From Within

A young James was very quiet and less social. My dad was a little strict and would want me to come home right after school so he knew where I was. This right before everyone had a cell phone so it made a little more sense but I wasn't making much friends. Being bored in a house originated my best power; my creativity. In a way, I have to thank my dad for being overbearing with how he raised me because my ability to make anything up on the fly is truly my greatest power. I would make home videos of my action figures saving my sisters Barbies from peril. I was overjoyed with how I made a video all by myself to share with my family so they can see the story instead of me explaining it them.

As I grew older, my dad became stricter. He was becoming less and less of a fan with my videos and stories. He wanted me to be as manly as possible. The plan according to him was to play as much sports and eventually become a cop but that route was just not for me. It was upsetting that my father wouldn't be more supportive of my decisions and it led to disagreements. My strength was with my mind and not my hands. It was a hard pill for him to swallow but eventually he knew what I was going to apply myself to and it had nothing to do with his plans. 

 The best way to get better at anything is with practice. I would just keep writing as much as I could and just pump out stories. I would get so frustrated rereading my stories because I thought they weren't good enough but now I realize that they were just rough diamonds that needed to be polished. So I'm trying to perfect my power so one day it can bring me amazing opportunities.  

When I Was a Limitless Child

 When I was a limitless child
I dreamed of the impossible

 To be the impossible

 Fly so high nothing can hurt
come crashing down
realizing it's only fantasy

 wishing to wake up
different from everyone

 yet I am different

 I am unique

 I am a superhero
just small scale

 I run but not like a bullet
I jump but not over buildings

 I do help others around me

 Like a real hero
Like my heroes
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  1. Prof. JeglinskiOctober 4, 2015 at 3:25 PM

    James,

    Good post. In order for it to be great, I'd like to see you nearly double the length of your writing. Your poem is awesome, but seems to be just taking off, when you call it quits. Write more. See what happens.

    Your story about your dad is very relative to many people's experiences. It's a bummer when we don't feel supported by parents - especially when it comes to our unique gifts and talents. We feel unaccepted and that our art is worthless - becuase our parents are our first audience. I like your story. It shows perseverance and insight into the larger picture.

    Think about expanding your third paragraph so that it's stronger and re-affirming of your craft. Write more. Stay detailed. And be sure to leave the reader with a conclusion that really sticks your point. Teach them in the end, what you want them to leave with.

    Very cool design.


    GR: 82

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