The vivid descriptions of A Practiced Grace

Well to start off, I read all three of the essays before choosing which one to blog about. I chose A Practiced Grace because I love all the description within it. Early on in the essay a mood is distinguished. I mean sure there is no guessing as to where the person is, because it is easily given away. But that's not entirely bad. I really enjoy the way the writer goes on to describe exact what the subject is wearing, "her green apron is dirtied by coffee and milk" and what is around her, "grinders, steamers, a display case filled with goodies both sweet and savory." It makes it very easy to paint my own picture in my head of exactly what he was seeing. It's cool because instead of him saying just, oh she wore an apron, he puts more detail into it. What I also enjoyed was how the writer not only described what he saw, but he somewhat analyzed his the barista. He realizes and easily picks up on this setting is "what she experiences all the time." And one last thing I enjoyed as how he connects himself to her, and how he describes a"safe haven disguised as a coffee shop."

I enjoyed this essay a lot simply because it has a lot of description and details. Over time I think you will all come to realize that I love being able to picture things in my head for myself and the author of A Practiced Grace did just that. Not only did I like the essay, but I think the title for it is awesome. He could have names it something simple such as The Barista, but instead he incorporated words from his own essay into the title, which I thought was really cool.

Friday, already?

Eh, well not really. But it might as well be. This week went surprisingly fast. The unexpected cancellation is to thank though I guess. I swear each week goes faster and faster. This year has literally flown by. It's crazy to think about being out of high school in just a few short months. But I've never been more excited for anything. Today as I walked down the halls I over heard some freshman talking. Then I thought to myself, "gosh I hope I was never that annoying...." Truth is, I really can't stand most underclassmen at all. They all just come across as very conceited, self absorbed, and full of drama. But I'm sure we were all like that at one point, but I don't think we were ever that obnoxious. But anyways, I really am enjoying this blogging. It's pretty cool to just be able to put down whatever I'm thinking at the moment. Wellll I'm off to do homework before tonights TV shows are on. Bye! :)