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"I'm so sorry I'm late," I said as I plopped into a chair to discuss my rough draft with my instructor.
"That's okay," my instructor said. "You're a pirate today."
(This is the same woman who, on being asked what she would do now that she has a PhD, said "I guess I'll write about pirates and prostitutes for the rest of my life.")
A humbling day, but better for it, I think. I got my drag show review back from Doc covered in writing, saying You closed yourself off to an argument here; Not about you, dearie; DETAILS. But he pulled me and another 'turg aside after class and said that he didn't want us to be intimidated by all the writing -- they were "a joy" to read, and his job is, after all, to make us better critical writers. Review, revise, and resubmit, next.
When I got to the meeting with my piratically inclined instructor and a classmate to discuss my rough draft, both had a lot of suggestions on how to improve it -- reorganize, stop relying on quotes so much (I knew that one was coming), support your thesis better -- but they said there was good stuff there, too, like a strong thesis and the beginnings of good support.
I'm going into length about this, rather than just saying "Wow, I'm not as good a writer as I thought," largely because of this. I like the love memes. I really do. I like getting the chance to fangirl all the people I like reading, and I like spreading some love to the people I don't know particularly well, and of course I like getting compliments. It's nothing short of amazing to be told by people like
newredshoes and
bookelfe, who I generally fangirl from afar (HI GUYS, YOU ARE SO GOOD YOU SCARE THE CRAP OUT ME, MKAY?), that they like my writing.
But it's not all compliments. This is very important. The drama faculty have said several times, "Guys, this is not high school. You will get Bs when you never got lower than an A before. Grade inflation is bad and we try not to practice it." And that freaks me out. I know that I have a certain adequate is sufficient attitude towards writing for school, and I have to watch myself carefully.
So I'm glad Doc thought my paper was a joy to read; and I'm glad my thesis was strong; and I'm glad (and a little surprised) that Milliways people like me.
But I'm gladder that my instructors will look me in the eye and say "You need to improve. Here's how."
Because that, my friends, is what's important.
In totally unrelated news, this is hilarious. GO WATCH.
And finally: GUYS. We're discussing Orientalism in my next Interp. & Argument class. I know y'all have acess to essays about Firefly and the way Chinese/generally Asian culture is or is not represented there. Hook a sistah up?
"That's okay," my instructor said. "You're a pirate today."
(This is the same woman who, on being asked what she would do now that she has a PhD, said "I guess I'll write about pirates and prostitutes for the rest of my life.")
A humbling day, but better for it, I think. I got my drag show review back from Doc covered in writing, saying You closed yourself off to an argument here; Not about you, dearie; DETAILS. But he pulled me and another 'turg aside after class and said that he didn't want us to be intimidated by all the writing -- they were "a joy" to read, and his job is, after all, to make us better critical writers. Review, revise, and resubmit, next.
When I got to the meeting with my piratically inclined instructor and a classmate to discuss my rough draft, both had a lot of suggestions on how to improve it -- reorganize, stop relying on quotes so much (I knew that one was coming), support your thesis better -- but they said there was good stuff there, too, like a strong thesis and the beginnings of good support.
I'm going into length about this, rather than just saying "Wow, I'm not as good a writer as I thought," largely because of this. I like the love memes. I really do. I like getting the chance to fangirl all the people I like reading, and I like spreading some love to the people I don't know particularly well, and of course I like getting compliments. It's nothing short of amazing to be told by people like
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But it's not all compliments. This is very important. The drama faculty have said several times, "Guys, this is not high school. You will get Bs when you never got lower than an A before. Grade inflation is bad and we try not to practice it." And that freaks me out. I know that I have a certain adequate is sufficient attitude towards writing for school, and I have to watch myself carefully.
So I'm glad Doc thought my paper was a joy to read; and I'm glad my thesis was strong; and I'm glad (and a little surprised) that Milliways people like me.
But I'm gladder that my instructors will look me in the eye and say "You need to improve. Here's how."
Because that, my friends, is what's important.
In totally unrelated news, this is hilarious. GO WATCH.
And finally: GUYS. We're discussing Orientalism in my next Interp. & Argument class. I know y'all have acess to essays about Firefly and the way Chinese/generally Asian culture is or is not represented there. Hook a sistah up?
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Date: 2007-09-20 12:10 am (UTC)OH EM GEE you are ADORABLE.