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English 1101 Observation Essay
Enveloped in a barrage of books, papers and gum wrappers, I sit. A stoic statue, a stone, immersed in an electronic world, and willfully numb. Theoretically, I am only exercising my intuition, soaking up ideas like a sponge, thinking and thinking, accepting new information and rejecting the old. Yet the carnal world, at war with my intuitive plane of existence, jerks me violently into the pragmatic ritual of reading, typing, writing, and recalling. Work, as pure as it is, is not a meaningless action. In its purest forms, work is productive. Work builds things, changes things, reshapes and remodels. However, an idol body gives the mind an exercise it could not experience whilst in the midst of physical exertion. Exertion does not indicate exhaustion. Exertion is doing the laundry, shutting car doors, scrubbing toilets, sharpening pencils, turning pages in books, typing essays, drying dishes, wiping windows, unscrewing caps and lighting cigars. Exertion is what inhibits the intuition in its purest form. I see the correlation between the thinkers and asceticism, and the ever-doers and their carnality, sensuous and ardently seeking something to feel, taste, touch, smell. Thuds from above stifle the roll of the symphony in my mind. I arise, leg bones creaking from their disturbance, realizing new movement and joyfully fulfilling their rightful duties; walking into the living room. My roommate is a bundle of pink blankets, tangles brass hair and black socks. The other sits stiff backed, half smiling and half focused, folding towels and sharing her eyes with the television and the task. I stand, fingers numb from exposure to the cold still air in the room, the unforgiving vents huffing their Arctic blasts throughout our dorm. “What is that?” I say, knowing they don’t know. The pink fluff answers in a muffled tone, “I think its them upstairs. What do they be doing up there?” I shake my head and look to the ceiling, as if it were a secret window into which I could look and see what the fools in room 339 were really up to. “I don’t know, but I am going to file a complaint tomorrow.” I stand a few minutes, leaning on the corner of a wall, looking half interested at the television show they were watching. Someone smiling, people formally dressed and seated in a room, the camera angles indicate a reality show. I sigh. I knew what it was, and decided it was a waste of my time to watch it. Back into my foxhole I stumble; I have a wavering gait and tend to wobble every now and then due to a miniscule inner ear injury. I stretch before sitting down, and hear the bones creak again. My spine protests loudly to its return to position one. The laptop keys are now cold; I have abandoned them, and my screen has become a glazed over picture of masked entities who seem to be looking at me. I roll a finger over the touch pad and wake up Big Red. The video of the debate between Keith Richard and Rich Rodriguez is still there. I click the screen. Their voices are both flat and nervous. Debates make me nervous too, so I know how they feel. I click the screen again, halting their rambling. How can I type an essay listening to a debate? The little machines that look like R-2 D-2 mumble and groan outside my window. They always tend to snap me out of deep thought. I look at my screen again, and then I pause. I have to leave this plane, the lowest plane of existence, the feeling, hearing, smelling, and touching. I have to go where I can retrieve the thoughts that are as fleeting as loose kites, unwilling to come down unless I go up and pull them down myself. Bring the balloons down, bring them down, so that you can pop them in front of everybody and let them hear the sound of your mind… The television people are loud and are screaming for attention. Like the R-2 D-2 machines outside, they kidnap my conscience and tell me over the airwaves to listen to them, their nonsense, their lust for attention and lack of substance. The club music going on in the background is an ugly noise. It sounds like static a bit…I pause again. I can hear a male voice now, and a door shutting. I can’t make out any words. It doesn’t really matter, because they are probably not talking about anything important. They grow quiet. Big Red starts to hum, like a fan. Back on task, back to the screen and the keys, and too alert to think. I quiet the ridiculous humdrum of TV, voices, the R-2 D-2 machines, and Big Red prying forcibly into my mind. The doors are locked right now. I drift out of the lowest plane again. The panorama is just a collage of past events of the day, food, and new to do lists that never seem to get finished. Thoughts I thought I pushed away. Remembering is a pain and a privilege. “Quiet!” I yell to the noisy entities, abstract as they are, they are not powerless, especially to my mind. Once again obedience and order are restored. Once again I sit, a stoic statue, a stone immersed in an electronic world, and willfully numb. |
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Notes: 1) It's IDLE not idol. 2) Carnality generally refers to sexuality. 3) What's with your 'old creaky legs'? 4) After 'sound of your mind...' - why do you make this another paragraph? 4) Your style is stream of consciousness - I assume this is for the first College writing class you've taken. I hate stream of consciousness. 5) Who is Big Red? You refer to gum wrappers in the beginning but Big Red starts to hum? Is that the name of your computer? 6) Noisy electronic entities appear to be your main focus.
Critique: This paper is B- quality at a college level. I mean I 'get it' but I found your diction (word choice) distracting and inappropriate. |
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So that was all you found "wrong" with it?
And those sound like opinions but I will consider em Thx for reading it Femmebott added to this post, 3 minutes and 44 seconds later... Carnality generally refers to sexuality. 3) What's with your 'old creaky legs'? 4) After 'sound of your mind...' - why do you make this another paragraph? My bones creak alot I see "external" people as sexually inclined moreso than "internally focused" people The format was a bit off, I see what you're saying Big Red is my laptop To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. When I make a switch to some other topic or area of interest, I start new paragraphs; I didn't think it would flow well and ya, I am a freshman hehehe |
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I agree the stream of consciousness is not appealing. Along those lines, there are a lot of Observations of yourself ("I"), rather than the outside world. It's like a twitter, a bit boring in the mundane. Try more third person.
I noted a couple of interesting allusions with metaphors and interpretations of your Observations, and there should be more of these creative parts. Leave the reader with some intriguing insight from the Observations at the end, tying everything up, but not about yourself.
Last edited by realitycheque; 09-30-2009 at 08:02 AM.
Reason: clarity
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Where are the paragraphs?
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You may be able to swing a C to B- out of this, given that you are in your first year. The one word that I would use to describe this is "grandiloquence" (look that up). Tone down the fluff and get to the point. I understand it's an "observation" essay, but try and focus on one general thing. In short, it looks like you are trying way too hard to sound smart, but not driving towards any kind of point or statement.
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No, that's how I write my essays
I have always been accused of grandiloquence, but I think its simply a matter of whatever you think takes alot of effort i think there are too many details, but little "substance" but grandiloquence? nah |
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While I do appreciate the fact that you have an impressive vocabulary, excessive use of descriptive words will start to cost you huge in terms of grades when you get into your 3rd and 4th year classes. Your essay style may be okay for a 1st year English class, but you really need to streamline your writing if you want to get high grades in other classes. I'm not meaning to sound overly critical, but if this essay was being submitted for a senior level class, you would probably earn a D (maybe an F). You really need to curtail these habits now before they cost you later. If you want to learn the other way (getting crappy marks until you buck up), that's your choice. |
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Your style is much more suited for a poetry slam and not a for a term paper.
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I'm sorry, I didn't read it because it's just a block of text. You need some paragraphs. You can dismiss this if you want, but many many people stop listening/reading when doing so is a challenge due to poor formatting.
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I would give you a cookie, if possible. |
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Didn't read it because it's 1 block of text, use paragraphs.
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Too many commas and not enough paragraphs.A few semi colons would'nt have gone amiss.
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Ok. So I should: Use more of the third person, less "fluff", and have a theme, or "moral"
AND PARAGRAPH BREAKS OK I GET IT!!!!!!!!!!! To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. |
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Other than the formatting issues others have mentioned I would say it has a certain stylistic merit. What was the prompt exactly? It seems a bit conceptually advanced for a freshman composition class.
I have to respectfully disagree with Nemesis for this type of writing I wouldn't be so concerned about a particular focus or point. However it sounds like he has a good deal of experience in upper level composition which I do not. |
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You going to post your rewrite for us?
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i may, but i just realized i DID NOT EVEN HAVE TO WRITE THE DAMNED ESSAY!!!! GRRRRR!!!!!!!!! but i still am kinda "eh" about writing observation essays
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slightly offtopic, but that's not as bad as missing a final because the prof decided to move it. |
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Format for an essay:
1) Introduction, with the last sentence being your thesis 2) Paragraphs making your points. One paragraph for each point 3) Conclusion, beginning with your premise, summarizing your points, and making a general conclusion which wraps up the paper. You need to tell use what you're saying before you say it, and then tell us what you said. You also need paragraphs. A wandering splatter of words doesn't get you anywhere.q |
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Why didn't you have to write it? I never did understand observation essays. What exactly is their point?
EDIT: Looked it up, it's a story without a real plot. Read a few free ones. Look like something fun to write. |
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I think the point is to be descriptive and compelling. Strutting your stuff. Salesmanship of personal experience. Ironically in this sort of assignment one uses a lot of adjectives adverbs and 'beauty of words' - which, in any technical field or when talking to management, gives negative points. Unspoken questions of an assignment like this: Do You Want To Be An English Major or Can You Address Complexity Of What You See, etc. Typical undergrad liberal arts warmup-those-fingers fodder.
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In my day, we called these |
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I think a good observation essay probably has a point without banging you on the head with it. Assuming it's meant as an English paper and not as a scientific paper or something.
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I think I still have one around here somewhere, from ~5 years ago...
EDIT: Found a Final Draft. It's different from the original example posted in this thread but still very 'stream of consciousness' salesmanship (Observation Essay). A on this one. I think it sucks now but it was good for my first College English class freshman year.
Last edited by gestalt; 10-02-2009 at 11:43 AM.
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Hmmm.. first the essay doesn't appear as long as an essay should to begin with. It seems you got the paragraph and flowering/over descriptive situation addressed already by others.
It seems less observational compared to what's going on in your mind or you actually explaining something (e.g. exertion). Another thing is you repeat yourself quite a bit with certain words and sentence structures. Might want to work on that a bit as well. |
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