Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Freewrite Exercise

So, this is an exercise and the typos and such are a part of it. I apologize, but it's the nature of the beast.

Free Writing Exercise

I read in a textbook that freewritting is very goo to do on a regular basis, and while I don’t quite bekieve that I though heck, let’s give it a whirl. Therules and  such say that I cannot stop righting, backspace, constider spelling, or anything else for that matter. I only must continue to write. And that’s actuall hard, because I cannot really attempt to thinkasead of myself to continue this. Each word is typed as it enters my mind. There is no layover,  o time to process or erganize the thoughts. It/s unnerving and there are so many tupos which I can’t fix yet and that kind of bothers me. Ugh ummm ok well I think it’s silly that we have to judge eachother som nuch. And that e all think its normal. And that I have to get up at like 7 toorrow and it almost 11:40 and I am not tired yet. I was tired at like 5 in the evening, but not now/ Why ucht y bosy nd mind mock me so by siming these things so terribly? I can’r just say oh it’s night therefore I am tired  or oh its day time so therefore I am bringht eyed abd buhy taukled. Noooo I sleep in until 3 and then am ready to take a snooze by 6. But once I get Pat 8 adrenaline carries me through and beyond the end of a day. Just as it seems to be doing woith this excersixe. I don’t know how long it’s been or how much long er I should do this but I feel there may be something else in me. Augh I stopped to scratch my ye and I feel a bit guilty. It still iches but I refuse to cave again…. Oh but it itches and I can’t think of anything else. The horrid sensation soread. Ok ok I givi in bug I will not stop riting fff see see see see see see ee? Did I stop? Heck to the no. I am boss. I typed lefted hanfed with my eyes closed, and sure, the sees may have been kind of mutilated in the rocess, I still did it. After all that’s really the only realistic goal, isn’t it? Alright, I think This is sufficient.

Ok I have to spell check this a bit. I can't deal.

Spell checked version!!!

Free Writing Exercise

I read in a textbook that freewriting is very good to do on a regular basis, and while I don’t quite believe that I though heck, let’s give it a whirl. The rules and such say that I cannot stop writing, backspace, consider spelling, or anything else for that matter. I only must continue to write. And that’s actually hard, because I cannot really attempt to think ahead of myself to continue this. Each word is typed as it enters my mind. There is no layover, or time to process or organize the thoughts. It’s unnerving and there are so many typos which I can’t fix yet and that kind of bothers me. Ugh ummm ok well I think it’s silly that we have to judge each other so much. And that we all thinks it’s normal. And that I have to get up at like 7 tomorrow and it almost 11:40 and I am not tired yet. I was tired at like 5 in the evening, but not now? Why must my body and mind mock me so by timing these things so terribly? I can’t i just say oh it’s night therefore I am tired or oh its day time so therefore I am bright eyed and bushy talled. Noooo I sleep in until 3 and then am ready to take a snooze by 6. But once I get past 8 adrenaline carries me through and beyond the end of a day. Just as it seems to be doing with this exercise. I don’t know how long it’s been or how much longer I should do this but I feel there may be something else in me. Augh I stopped to scratch my eye and I feel a bit guilty. It still itches but I refuse to cave again…. Oh but it itches and I can’t think of anything else. The horrid sensation spread. Ok ok I give in but I will not stop writing fff see see see see see see ee? Did I stop? Heck to the no. I am boss. I typed left handed with my eyes closed, and sure, the sees may have been kind of mutilated in the process, I still did it. After all that’s really the only realistic goal, isn’t it? Alright, I think This is sufficient.

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