I was once tasked with writing a poem for a college English course in 15 minutes about a picture that the professor had provided. The picture was of a budded branch covered in ice from a recent storm. Eloquently, I expressed in words my emotion and feelings from looking at this particular picture. Feeling pretty good about the work, I gladly read the poem aloud to the others in the class and was met with a great deal of approval from them. Yet the professor only had negative things to say about the structure of the composition. I am sure that most of what those classes are designed for is to expand your knowledge of the technical aspects of writing. I just felt that there should have been more said about the CONTENT of the writing as well. All those years ago and it still stifles my creativity to this day. Wondering if I will ever be able to write well enough, to write well. Starting today I have decided that formalities be thrown out the window. Structure be placed in only the furniture I sit upon. My words will surprise and delight me irregardless of their proper place in the world. Enjoy.
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