writing

Perhaps Emily Dickinson was right when she wrote that “Hope is the thing with feathers.” That’s a conclusion one might reach, in any case, from reading Sigrid Nunez’s probing, delightful and masterful new novel, “The Vulnerables,” whose most endearing character is an erudite green parrot named Eureka.

My dream job has always been to become an author and now, at UC Berkeley, I’m studying English to hopefully one day get there. 

Yeah, writer’s block is real. You know what’s so underrepresented though? Editor’s block. I can’t begin to explain how frustrated I feel when I have a page full of writing there in front of me, and I’m praying I can figure out what’s that perfect tiny thing to change to make everything make sense.

These quotes genuinely resonate with me — especially during the fall — and I hope you enjoyed these quotes and start to live by them, just like I did.

It’s no longer fun when your responsibilities and leisure coincide through the same medium.

No matter your topic, you have ultimate control over your journal. You can vent, gossip, scheme, shout, admire or assert — it all begins with your self-analysis.

Around fifth grade, I decided to try my hand at writing a novel. An idea formed in my head and I was desperate to write it down.

There is an intimate, human quality to handwritten letters. They can create a material connection with others from miles away that can forever be held and looked back on. These letters also in time can serve as written records of history, tangible reminders of the past. In our movement towards digital technology, we risk the loss of one of the most treasured forms of human communication.

As a college student, I am very familiar with the necessity of writing. From class essays to job applications to blogging at Earth to Berkeley, storytelling is integral to my life. Sharing a story on Earth to Berkeley is one of my new favorite parts of my week.

An exploration of my relationship with writing through the lens of sports.