Arizona State University, University Bridge
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Blog #5: Writing Final Summary
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Blog #4: Drafting
In
Mark Twain’s “Two Views of the Mississippi”, he emphasizes his idea of changing
perspectives from first impression to veteran, which can also be used to change
one’s view of University Bridge. A simple concrete structure, meant to connect
the students in the northern residence halls to the heart of the Arizona State
Tempe campus. Herds of kids commute daily across the bridge, a diversity of hurried
underclassmen and calm staff members. The University Bridge, connected to the
famous Palm Walk, was supported in design by a chiropractor with the goal to
relieve pressure from fellow students and pedestrians’ lower back and legs. It offers
an impressive view of the busy University Drive road during the day and an even
more inspiring scene at sundown when the city lights are at their brightest.
The University Bridge is the perfect place to capture it all at once.
The
bridge stands, arched, symmetrical, and two sided. Anyone going up from either
side of the bridge is presented with the option of steps, or plain runway
cement. Although the steps are normally easier to take, most students subconsciously
stay to their right, wherever it is that their destination lies. Personally,
the first time I went up the University Bridge, I wanted to take the steps over
the feeling of climbing a hill. But naturally, I found my feet maneuvered towards
the flat, ramp style side to the right. “Why did I come this way?” I asked
myself, several times. It is like a rule of humanity among crowds that this
very bridge brought to the surface.
As
a novice to this particular walkway, I could not help but be nothing more than
enchanted and stricken by how amazing it felt to stand at the very top of the
bridge, how stunning the humble view off the ground in the middle of a busy
road looked, nor how it felt to finally come down and immediately miss a small
version of being “at the top of the world”.
Like
in Mark Twain’s “Two Views of the Mississippi”, there are countless attributes
and beauty that this landmark possessed and then rapidly began to lose as I
better familiarized myself with it. In the beginning, the impression of the
bridge is typical for everyone; it brings together flocks of people, all
sharing the similar goal to get where they need to be. It overlooks one of the
busiest, most popular streets in the city of Tempe, rain or shine. The bridge
connects one area to another, and even serves as a temporary place of loitering
for some kids at nightfall. It is unarguably one of the campus’ most memorable
structures.
As
soon as one gets accustomed to the bridge, every trip up and down becomes a
routine as well as a mission, mimicking exercises like cardio and jogging.
Getting to the very top is almost painful; especially when the scorching
Arizona sun is bearing down on you and all you can think about is making it
across the bridge as fast as possible. Arriving to the foot of the bridge presents
one with the set of steps. The steps are small, a little too small, and
difficult to walk over for impatient individuals like myself. People rush past
each other and skate boarders clash with others. One can suddenly find
themselves dreading the trip up and down the arch University Bridge. What once
seemed so convenient and thrilling to take advantage of, is now another thing
to avoid while making my way to class. Much like Twain’s story about the river,
the bridge loses its simplicity and beauty:
Now
when I had mastered the language of this water, and had come to know every
trifling feature that bordered the great river as familiarly as I knew the
letters of the alphabet, I had made a valuable acquisition. But I had lost
something, too. I had lost something which could never be restored to me while I
lived. All the grace, the beauty, the poetry, had gone out of the majestic
river! (Twain 208)
After
learning how to pilot a riverboat, Twain lost the ability to see the simple
beauties in the river. He could only see the dangers in the river's subtle
details. In the story, Twain fondly recalls a memory of when he had witnessed a
beautiful sunset when he was still new to steamboating. He described the
majestic reflections of the fading sunlight, and the delicate waves of the water.
He then goes on to describe how after becoming a pilot he would only recognize
upcoming winds from the sunset and a dissolving sand bar from the bubbles and
ripples. Where he had once found beauty in the river, he could then only find
work.
The
first time I found myself on the other side of the University Bridge, I thought
about whether crossing it made up for avoiding waiting at the crosswalk with
the others. It seemed as though half of the northern resident area students
continued to use the stoplight, while others rushed to the University Bridge.
Was the bridge everything I anticipated? Is it everything I thought it was?
Does the beauty of overlooking the heart of the college town worth the
troublesome characteristics of the bridge that have presented themselves? The
view from the bridge has never changed, whereas my opinion of the bridge itself
has dissolved immensely.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Chapters 2,3 & 7: Writing With A Purpose
"Every writer has a purpose, or reason, for
writing." (Palmquist 28)
This is the line that most captured my attention from the
couple of chapters I read today. It might sound simple, unimportant; maybe even
a little cliché to some, but one thing rings true is that this statement can be
argued in several ways.
When writers have something to say, a story to tell, or an
opinion to voice, they will write with purpose. When they are inspired by
morals, experiences and controversy, writers will write with a goal and a
message. However, there is an exception to writers writing with a
"purpose". A writer can pick up a pen with nothing more than the
intention to exercise the passion they hold for the art of writing. I, my own
testament, know for a fact I write for the sake of writing the majority of the
time. I don't want to be told what to write about, that is the beauty of
creative writing. When I write with purpose, I am writing to reach the
objective of a classroom assignment. When I write on my own, I write for the fulfillment
of doing what I love.
In the seventh chapter, Palmquist describes the role one
takes on when writing analytically. "Analysis involves adopting the role
of interpreter. Writers who adopt this role help readers understand the
origins, qualities, significance, or potential impact of a subject."
(Palmquist 210) This was interesting to me because this type of writing can be
related to informative pieces, but with the ability to portray what the writer
interpreted from the subject research. Hence, providing personal perspective along
with useful information. Although this is an excellent way to practice writing,
what I found most sapid about this chapter was the section of Literary
Criticism. Any aspiring creative writer should become familiar with literary
criticism, which is defined as "the analysis of literature, broadly
defined as works of fiction, poetry, drama, and creative nonfiction."
(Palmquist 225) Overall, these few chapters have provided me with great insight
to ways to analyze writing both fiction and nonfiction, and my own and someone
else's.

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