My Love Of Reading

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I suppose you want me to tell you about my writing, it is hard to do that without explaining my love of reading first. I have always been fascinated by books; the characters they created and the places they imagined. I loved books before I was old enough to understand the written word. At night I would climb from my bed and pull them off the shelf one by one my eyes devouring their pages, my mother would find me asleep under a pile of them in the morning. When I started school and could decipher the words on the pages I was even more entranced. The book’s words and my imagination would pair to sweep me away into stories where I could almost imagine that I was there with them. I would cry for my favorite character’s losses and celebrate in their triumphs. Books were as Stephen King once said “a portable kind of magic.” …show more content…

I distinctly remember creating a fanciful story including battling a giant beetle in response to my fourth grade writing test prompt. My fascination with the written word stopped when creative writing gave away to the introduction of Academic Writing. I attempted to infuse the beauty of words into this new challenge but was constantly scolded by sharp red pen markings. My teachers berated my pitiful grammar and lack of academic tone. My teachers could not see past the thorny mess of comma splices and misspellings to read the content I tried to express. Writing became a chore, English was my favorite subject but the introduction of writing academic papers slowly choked all that I loved out of the

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