

I rarely write reviews, but I wanted to quickly put down the emotions from this book because reading this made me feel things, like watching a trainwreck of poor decisions.
I don’t write like I used to, but still, I know when I write, it is not the same as how another would write it. It’s how I always viewed writing, as my own personal way of processing thought and what I see to words. I watched Hbomberguy’s Plagiarism and You(tube) when it came out multiple times and it still galls me that people do not understand that. My viewpoint is not the same as another’s and what I see in a story is not what others will see. And somehow, instead of digging into what makes them special or different, people think they can take from others.
I was reminded of Nightcrawler(the Movie), where disaster becomes the only way the main character can get his tapes on the news. It also brought back the stress of being in a writing program in college, and the realization that it was as much about who you knew as it was about anything else. I don’t regret skipping out on the writing program, especially if this is the type of white women it creates.
I rarely write reviews, but I wanted to quickly put down the emotions from this book because reading this made me feel things, like watching a trainwreck of poor decisions.
I don’t write like I used to, but still, I know when I write, it is not the same as how another would write it. It’s how I always viewed writing, as my own personal way of processing thought and what I see to words. I watched Hbomberguy’s Plagiarism and You(tube) when it came out multiple times and it still galls me that people do not understand that. My viewpoint is not the same as another’s and what I see in a story is not what others will see. And somehow, instead of digging into what makes them special or different, people think they can take from others.
I was reminded of Nightcrawler(the Movie), where disaster becomes the only way the main character can get his tapes on the news. It also brought back the stress of being in a writing program in college, and the realization that it was as much about who you knew as it was about anything else. I don’t regret skipping out on the writing program, especially if this is the type of white women it creates.