<p>I would like to bounce some ideas off you parents, and because it feels better to elucidate my thoughts. I was recently rummaging through some old boxes and came across several of my 8th grade short stories and essays that confirmed my suspicions: my writing had deteriorated all throughout high school. </p>
<p>Back in middle school, exploration was emphasized and each assignment was fresh and exciting. My naive eagerness to "prove something" may have played a large role as well. But certainly, I wrote with depth, conviction - maybe not maturity - but always with liveliness, an almost tangible voice that naturally begot the complexity and variety of syntax and diction. (Yeah yeah, roll your eyes, but my teachers would often jokingly accuse me of plagiarism back then).</p>
<p>Moving on to a high school in a different state, both my English class and my attitude changed, and I'm almost certain the two were interrelated. The stale 5-paragraph theme proceeded to dominate my writing landscape for the next 4 years. It sounds almost unbelievable, now that I look back on it, to write the same introduction, 3 body paragraphs, and conclusion for four straight years (they made up about 80% of our writing); indeed it sounds soul-crushing, and it was. It hurts to recollect how I settled in freshman year, content with the deevolution of my writing style. Sure I solidified my usage of paragraph transitions and managed to nail the statement of development every time, but the intrinsic aspects that could not be taught, the spirit that drives every well-written paper, languished to the point of non-existence. </p>
<p>By sophomore year, I had quit creativity. (Oh, what I learned despite my English teachers is that experimentation and imagination shouldn't be reserved just for those well-designated "creative" papers.)</p>
<p>By junior year, I no longer recognized what I lacked. My writing was dull and formulaic, and it seemed that writing with purpose and force, concepts that I had begun to grasp earlier but not solidified, had been buried under the muck of years of forced 5 paragraph theme repetitions. Not just in the areas of paper and paragraph organization, I could barely divorce myself from the same old sentence structures that I would use and reuse subconsciously, like I had a cast-iron reinforcing my old habits and preventing mental expansion. The more conscious effort I put into improving my papers, the more rigid my thinking became. (Oh, what I learned despite my English teachers is that freedom and ease is a lot more helpful than strict, harsh convention.)</p>
<p>It was senior year and my writing sucked. I knew it and my teacher knew it. Yet we kept up our self-deceiving dance, flirting around the real issues and instead beating the dead horse of "a little lack of evidence in paragraph 3, a misusage of quotation in that second sentence, etc." These were structural issues that would have resolved themselves if I could revert my mindset to my middle-school days. We continued receiving the well-packaged blurbs about the books we were supposed to write about, with all the nuances and themes, that they wanted us to include in our papers, explicitly given to us. (Oh, what I learned despite my English teachers is that it's almost impossible to conjure an authentic voice to convey a cliche message.)</p>
<p>Well here I am. Want to know what's improved my writing the most in all of high school? Posting long diatribes on Internet message boards. **** me.</p>