first time posting, could i please get some feedback??
Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 5:36 am
hey everyone!
so i just finished draft #2 (draft #1 was horrific hahaha). i completely changed the topic and this one was so much easier to write, borderline fun.
i would love some genuine and honest feedback-- from content to grammar to structure.
anything and everything will help!
thanks so much
There was no going back now. At any point before I nervously walked my way into this bleak, uninviting room, I could have bailed. I could just not have shown up and no one would have cared. I would have just been the name of a guy that missed his audition. Yet here I am, completely terrified, and no longer just a name.
Why am I doing this again? I cannot think of the answer.
I introduce myself to the two students hiding behind the fold-out table and took my position in the middle of the room. I stood there for what felt like minutes, but was only mere seconds. For the first time in the 2 years I have owned it, the acoustic guitar strapped over my shoulder felt heavy. The Nikon camera they had set-up to record tonight was glaring at me. I could feel my heart beating in my ears as I waited for the cue to begin. This was it. I had been preparing for this audition for weeks, spending countless nights in my apartment rehearsing for hours and hours. I am ready, aren’t I? The second student gave me a nod and I gave my guitar a quick strum to make sure it still worked.
Good, it made a noise.
I begin to play the opening chords of Bob Dylan’s beautiful, folksy ballad, “Make You Feel My Love.” As I fingerpick my way through the intro, I go over the first verse in my head. I know the lyrics back to front, but I can’t help myself. No mistakes. To my relief, the correct words of the first verse leave my mouth in tune, then the chorus, and before I know it, I’m singing the final words of the song a cappella— just as I had practiced.
Why do I do this again? Oh, yeah... because I love it.
It may have just been the adrenaline, but in those few moments following my performance, I felt weightless. I completely forgot that I may be performing for hundreds of people in three months, not just two students. That didn’t matter. I auditioned because I love to perform. I auditioned because I love music.
And by the way, I nailed the audition.
The reason my audition was as successful as it was— despite my obvious nervousness— is due to the dedication that I have to my passions. Music has been and always will be a passion of mine. I taught myself to play the piano when I was seven years old, the drums at twelve, and the guitar at seventeen; the singing came later. It didn't matter what instrument I played or what song I sang, the passion was always still there. With that passion came hours upon hours of practicing drum solos, finding new chord progressions, writing original lyrics, and reimagining songs— hours upon hours all spent getting lost in music. I would get lost in my dedication. I would get lost in my passion.
Even though my passion for music may seem unparalleled, I share a genuine and comparable passion for the law as well. From the order that it represents to the justice that it promotes— even the policies that it enables— I will be dedicated to becoming a part of all of it. I will be dedicated to understanding it. I will be dedicated to interpreting it. I will be dedicated to upholding it. Law school is the best way to explore my passion and utilize it to my fullest potential.
The brilliant Benjamin Franklin once said, “If passion drives you, let reason hold the reins.”
Passion does drive me— and law school will be the reason that points me in the right direction.
so i just finished draft #2 (draft #1 was horrific hahaha). i completely changed the topic and this one was so much easier to write, borderline fun.
i would love some genuine and honest feedback-- from content to grammar to structure.
anything and everything will help!
thanks so much
There was no going back now. At any point before I nervously walked my way into this bleak, uninviting room, I could have bailed. I could just not have shown up and no one would have cared. I would have just been the name of a guy that missed his audition. Yet here I am, completely terrified, and no longer just a name.
Why am I doing this again? I cannot think of the answer.
I introduce myself to the two students hiding behind the fold-out table and took my position in the middle of the room. I stood there for what felt like minutes, but was only mere seconds. For the first time in the 2 years I have owned it, the acoustic guitar strapped over my shoulder felt heavy. The Nikon camera they had set-up to record tonight was glaring at me. I could feel my heart beating in my ears as I waited for the cue to begin. This was it. I had been preparing for this audition for weeks, spending countless nights in my apartment rehearsing for hours and hours. I am ready, aren’t I? The second student gave me a nod and I gave my guitar a quick strum to make sure it still worked.
Good, it made a noise.
I begin to play the opening chords of Bob Dylan’s beautiful, folksy ballad, “Make You Feel My Love.” As I fingerpick my way through the intro, I go over the first verse in my head. I know the lyrics back to front, but I can’t help myself. No mistakes. To my relief, the correct words of the first verse leave my mouth in tune, then the chorus, and before I know it, I’m singing the final words of the song a cappella— just as I had practiced.
Why do I do this again? Oh, yeah... because I love it.
It may have just been the adrenaline, but in those few moments following my performance, I felt weightless. I completely forgot that I may be performing for hundreds of people in three months, not just two students. That didn’t matter. I auditioned because I love to perform. I auditioned because I love music.
And by the way, I nailed the audition.
The reason my audition was as successful as it was— despite my obvious nervousness— is due to the dedication that I have to my passions. Music has been and always will be a passion of mine. I taught myself to play the piano when I was seven years old, the drums at twelve, and the guitar at seventeen; the singing came later. It didn't matter what instrument I played or what song I sang, the passion was always still there. With that passion came hours upon hours of practicing drum solos, finding new chord progressions, writing original lyrics, and reimagining songs— hours upon hours all spent getting lost in music. I would get lost in my dedication. I would get lost in my passion.
Even though my passion for music may seem unparalleled, I share a genuine and comparable passion for the law as well. From the order that it represents to the justice that it promotes— even the policies that it enables— I will be dedicated to becoming a part of all of it. I will be dedicated to understanding it. I will be dedicated to interpreting it. I will be dedicated to upholding it. Law school is the best way to explore my passion and utilize it to my fullest potential.
The brilliant Benjamin Franklin once said, “If passion drives you, let reason hold the reins.”
Passion does drive me— and law school will be the reason that points me in the right direction.