Analysis Of The Essay 'Freewriting' By Peter Elbow

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In today's society student writers are constantly focused on the mistakes that they make. While this may be useful in some situations, it does not help in the writing environment. When students constantly edit themselves as they write, they are hindering their thoughts and ideas. In doing this, they will eventually lose their voice. In his essay "Freewriting," Peter Elbow (1998) discusses the process of freewriting and how it allows the reader to freely express their thoughts without the need to edit as they go.

Elbow begins his essay by explaining how freewriting is the most effective way to improve your writing and how to go about it. He continues to say that the only requirement in freewriting is that you never stop writing (89). Elbow …show more content…

The sun was hiding behind a sea of grey ominous clouds and it felt like everyone was in a haze. As I walked up to the large white building I began twisting the buttons on my cardigan. “I really need to stop doing this.” I thought, “I’m going to end up pulling them all off.” “Are you ready for this?” The question hit me out of nowhere. I had almost forgotten that my mom and brother were walking right behind me. As I walked through the glass doors I turned to my mother and said, “I certainly hope so!” I’m sure that gave her a real boost of confidence. Once I was inside, I had no idea where to go. I walked up to the welcome center’s desk, but I must say the ladies sitting behind the desk didn’t look very welcoming, and I froze as soon as one of them turned to me and said, “Can I help you?” As crazy as it sounds, I wasn’t prepared for that. “I’m looking for the testing center.” I said in a barely audible tone. “Do you have a pass?” she inquired. “A pass? I didn’t know I needed one.” fear quickly washed over me. “Well, you’ll need to fill out these forms before you can go in.” She reached into one of the drawers and pulled out 2 sheets of paper. Once I was done with my paperwork I began ascending the staircase. I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect once I got to the top, but I definitely wasn’t expecting to see so many people. The waiting area wasn’t secluded, but out in the open. The walls were lined with benches, but there weren’t enough for everyone to have a seat. A very pensive woman stood at a podium in front of 2 large wooden doors. Assuming that was where I needed to check in, I walked up to her, hoping she would know why I was there. She held out her hand, and in a very short tone asked me for my pass. (I guess I did need one after all.) After I handed it to her she looked it over, made a note on her clipboard and told me to have a seat. I glanced around behind me. Obviously she wasn’t aware of the scarce seating

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