Sunday, September 25, 2011

JC Laws

I knew that there were a bunch of laws like this, but it still makes me sad to read them. It makes me wonder how ignorant we must have been to think that just because the African Americans have different skin color they are less human that us. And this was after slavery had ended!

I just finished reading one of my friends' reaction to the JC laws, and she said they they reminded her of two little kids who are standing across the room from eachother, but one keeps saying that the other did something to him/her.

But I think that it's more like the whites were afraid that the blacks would give them some sort of disease. I mean, they couldn't even be in the same room unless there was a seven foot high wall with separate entrances. I don't understand how people could do that to others. It really makes me mad. And even if there were people who wanted to stand up for blacks, they couldn't say or write anything because it was forbidden by one of the laws.

It really makes you sympathetic towards what the Black Liberation movement was doing. If I were reading the Birmingham letter, (and if I was black) I would be like "there is no way we are going to stop until you get rid of all these ridiculous laws and treat us equally!"

Sunday, September 18, 2011

On Conroy, Dillard, and Gill

I think I took something different from each author's essay. But I found the most inspiring, touching things it Conroy's, Dillard's and Gill's essays.

Conroy's essay was different from what I was expecting. She (?) told the story about how her father abused her family, and how it led her to write. My favorite part was the last paragraph, where her sister told her it didn't officially happen unless they had written it down. "He was raising an American novelist and an American poet - and we wrote it down" was how she ended. It left a really big impact, and was a great way to end the story. I felt like she was saying you should write down things that happen to you, so that you can remember what happened.

With Dillard, I found a great connection because I love drawing. But you can relate her story to writing also. "A given object took no particular time to draw." she said, "Instead, you, the artist, took the time or you did not" This is true for both writing and drawing. Either you take the time to make it good, or you don't. It really tells you about how you get as much out of it as you put into it. And in the end, she said that she just stood up and went to play some baseball. While initially it seemed like she was giving up, but thinking about it, I realized that she was also saying that sometimes it's good to take a break too.

 Finally, Gill's one seemed to be about discovering words and how they can describe the world around us so brilliantly. I feel like a small part of his writing is almost a tribute to his mom, who first introduced him to words. I found that really sweet, especially since she had died while he was still young. But his essay also talked about words in themselves, and his wonder at their magnificence.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Why I Write

I think there are three reasons for why I write.

The first, and most often occurring reason, is school. Papers, Essays, Assignments, Free-Response questions. They all are writing, but for the most part are dry and don't have a lot of heart in them.

Next, I write to vent. When I'm super stressed out or sad, I'll sometimes write to just let it go. I often write poems when I'm in this kind of mood. They tend to have a lot of emotion, but can sometimes be very weird or depressing.

Finally, there is the third reason for why I write, and probably the one that happens the least often. Sadly, it is when I have good, solid inspiration. Obviously these works tend to be the best ones I write, and I spend a lot of time on them.

That isn't to say that I don't sometimes combine two, or even three of these reasons, but they most often stay separate.

Friday, September 9, 2011