#essay stuff

[thedeathofthelamb]

What sounds interesting?

the metaphysics of sub/dom

erotic desire as creative power

Voting ended onJun 7, 2025

maybe none, so don't vote lol

[balkanlila]

could you guys associate me with a hunger games character and tell me why do you feel that way, I'm trying to decide something

[justskulkingaround]

Well, I need 10 pages, and I’m on page 4, so that’s good

[puricutie]

transition, persuasive, & descriptive words

Continuing idea/event

Consequently

Clearly, then

Furthermore

Additionally

In addition

Moreover

Besides that

In the same way

Following this (noun) further

Pursuing this (noun) further

In the light of the… it is easy to see that

To change line of reasoning (Counterargument)

However

On the other hand

Yet

Nevertheless

On the contrary

(beware of the “but”)

Opening a paragraph

Admittedly

Assuredly

Certainly

Granted

No doubt

Obviously

Of course

To be sure

True

Undoubtedly

Unquestionably

At this level

In this situation

Final point (Conclusion)

Lastly

Therefore

Hence

In final analysis

Indeed

Persuasive words

Apparently

Bodly

Clearly

Definitely

Evidently

Obviously

Unmistakably

Visibly

[puricutie]

argumentative writing

5Cs

(Minor) Claims

Context

Concrete (Data, evidence, detail)

Commentary 1 (Explain)

Commentary 2 (Analysis, connect to thesis)

Claims — C4

Clear

Concise

Controversial

Complex

[allyoudoisperceive]

I understand the pride some feel in being lifelong lovers of art, poetry, intellectual pursuits, etc. there is a certain attraction one feels to the concept of fulfilling a destiny, to walk a path you’ve always deemed yourself to be on, but I think, now more than ever, it’s much more important to value the writer/painter/reader who started late, who nearly didnt start at all.

there exists, in this detachment from age and destination, so much joy in the pure act of creation. you don’t need to have loved poetry since you were young to love it now, you don’t need to have read every book, nor know every artist by name.

there’s so many classist and ageist concepts associated with this need for excellence in young adulthood, before going to college, I didn’t really know people still wrote poetry, and my only reference to the field was the work of plath and dickinson. I wrote short, playful rhyming stanzas on my math homework and songs to play for myself in my room, but I had yet to learn how much was out there. the only time I’d ever been taught poetry in school was one class in the seventh grade.

the first time I read a poem that I loved, I felt destabilized, unwound from my very core. it felt, to me, as exhilarating as free fall. and later, when I wrote the first poem that was in my style, my voice, I felt electric. I’m sure other poets can relate to this, the way an idea rolls around like a marble in your mind until suddenly it slides into a space perfectly designed to its size and shape. there are no words to describe it besides a complete, unique, wholeness.

I guess, what I’m saying in all of this is, I didn’t discover my passion until I was 19. so many discover it later, or leave and come back to it. my poetry mentor was in her 30’s when she got her mfa, and in her 40’s when her first book was published. don’t rob yourself of the opportunity to find whatever makes you feel electric just because you couldn’t or didn’t start when you were younger. try not to take so much pride in your past. in the end it’s all discovery and chance, hard work and dedication. happy wednesday :-)

[andtinyideas]

“anyone know anything on habitual perception??????? would help with my essay!!!!”

— bonnie’s stuck in Procrastination Mode,,,, help