Blogging Around

Emily Horvath wrote a blog about her experience writing the multiple drafts of her poem. In it she expressed her perception shift as she went from hating the assignment to genuinely enjoying it in the end. I replied with:

I just want to start of by saying that I love your writing style and your gifs made me laugh, a lot. After reading your blog I feel as though we sort of went on opposite journeys during this assignment. I started out loving poetry and so excited to write my own that I began writing it that day in class. But then with each draft that I turned in and every revision, I started to hate my poem. I started to feel less and less creative as my poem grew longer, because I just didn't know how to fix what I had already written, so I instead just kept adding stanzas. Whereas you started out apprehensive and then were able to condense and enjoy each new draft you handed in.

I think that our journeys differed so much because of our attitudes when we started. I enjoy poetry and was so happy with the second draft of my poem that I became stubborn. I didn't want to change what I thought was good writing just because someone else didn't like it, but after awhile it got hard revising something I desperately wanted to keep the same and in the end I ended up just getting angry and frustrated. However, you came into this project with an open mind and were able to take criticism and mold it into a a better, more concise poem. You were able to succeed where I pretty much failed, and I have to give you props for that because I know it was no easy task. 
Jordan Arrigo wrote a blog about organizing her makeup drawer. In it she talked about how neat her drawer now was, while the rest of her room stayed messy. She expressed how rewarding it was to have even just a little thing be so tidy, but how terrifying it can be to have to organize the rest of your life. I replied with: 

I'm in the same situation. My makeup drawer is in perfect order, but the rest of my room is a disaster. It's just never really bothered me that my room is a mess though, because at least it's my mess. I've always felt like it shouldn't matter if your things are organized as long as you know where everything is and are happy with it, because really, at the end of the day, who is going to be meticulously going through your stuff? 
It bothers me so much when my mom tells me to clean my room, because I think to myself, "The door is always closed, you only ever go in there about once a week, why does it matter?" The last time I checked my mother wasn't giving tours of my room to the neighborhood, so I really just don't see why it has to be PERFECT.

At the end of your blog you talked about how scary it is to organize your whole life, but I don't really see why that is necessary. Order isn't always what's best for people and if everything in your life is immaculate I feel like you would just get stuck in a rut. So before you attempted to revamp and reorganize everything, I wanted to tell you that little chaos is a good thing and it can go a long way.