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Weekly Writing Challenge

6 Aug

By: Sara Goff

It’s been ages since I have written anything that could not be umbrella-termed as “professional writing.”  To be honest, I’m becoming quite sick of composing formal reports and essays.  And I won’t delve into my annoyance with recent “academic texts” I have been assigned…

In an effort to improve upon my creative writing skills, I decided to commit myself to (at least!) one creative post per week.  Considering the content of my recent writing endeavors, I feel as though my creative switch has literally been turned off; I need prompts!! Thank you, WordPress, for encouraging me to expand upon the weekly writing challenges. And so, without further ado, my attempt at creativity:


As I lie on my stomach, drenched in sweat from my efforts to remain still, I try to focus only on my breathing.  “Inhale deeply,” Miller tells me. “Then let it out as slow as you can.”  It’s working.  I stopped shaking.  I forgot my headphones—my ears have been condemned to the incessant static noise that is dialogue from MadTV.  I try to focus only on the sound of my own lungs as they expel my giant gulps of air.  Shit.  My arm is asleep; I can’t sit still, nor can I readjust.  I don’t want to fuck up his artwork.  Certainly he must be adding the finishing touches by now.  I am dying to ask—but I refuse to be that annoying girl.  No, I will power through this for as long as it takes.

That’s half of why I’m doing it, right?  To appease the lifelong Napoleon complex of a 20 year old 4’11’’ white girl?  Do I want to prove my badassery to others—or to myself?  I don’t know.  Nor do I really care; the point is that my tattoo is going to scar me for life, in more ways than one.

An avid admirer of contemporary art,  I myself am unfortunately rather artistically declined.  But, I have a world of respect for those who are able to channel their imaginations into visually appealing mediums.  If I am unable to relay the visions in my fantasies, I want my body to be an easel for someone who can.  Tattoos are my way of paying homage to the  experiences in life which, to me, hold special merit.

Artwork by:
John Miller
Short North Tattoo
Columbus, Ohio
February, 2013


Writer’s Block

6 Aug

By: Sara Goff

As I sit in the lobby of my new apartment complex, using the free wi-fi because I am obviously too poor to afford my own, the reality of my impending student-loan debt is depressing me; it’s not an unfamiliar feeling.  Because that’s just not enough for one night, I am further annoyed that the Center for the Study of Teaching and Writing at Ohio State decided to eliminate Alexis – the best writing instructor I’ve ever had – due to budget cuts in the humanities department. Of course.

I admit: I am the self-proclaimed Chief of the Grammar Police Force.  I pass judgment on people solely based on the quality of their writing—especially instructors!  The bane of my academic existence is when I cringe at a professor’s grammar:

“This person has a PhD,” I will gawk.

“And they corrected my paper to say ‘with regards to,’”…

The narrator in the clip below may very well be quoting from my stream of consciousness:

Much to my exasperation, professional communication isn’t exactly a high priority at this, or any, major public university.  Instead, Science, Technology, Engineering, and Math are all the rage.

It’s not that I don’t think STEM is practical—Science, Technology, Engineering, and Math are crucial to future developments that will [hopefully?] sustain our great green Earth.

I know that, as a research-driven public university, Ohio State relies on STEM programs to maintain a prestigious status among other top research institutions—which results in a plethora of private funding.

However, someone needs to write about what those geniuses are up to!

Technical writers are crucial to the communication of news about developments in every field; otherwise, readers of Science Daily would be left deciphering lab reports…

Again, it’s not that I am against funding for STEM;  but my skills are equally as valuable, and should be treated as such—especially by those in charge of allocating funds to the Center for the Study of Teaching and Writing.

In fact, according to the National Endowment for Humanities:

“One of the myths of our times is that the humanities are good for the soul but irrelevant to the pocketbook and job creation…

We believe, however, that the humanities actually are central to long-term American competitiveness…

In a world where America’s role will continually be tested, the nation cannot afford to ignore the humanities”

I am painfully aware that not everyone cares about grammar as much as I do—which is why I am concerned and frustrated by the recent cutbacks in humanities funding.

Contingent with emerging developments…and despite what mathematicians insist…

“Writing matters in a changing world”