Week 8 Reading and Writing Reflection

So far this year, I think I've already seen marked development in both my critical reading and creative writing ability. While I've never been the best at keeping up with reading assignments, I've never found the ones in this class to be a drag. Even though February was terribly busy and left me a week or so behind in the class, I don't feel swamped trying to catch up.
At first I didn't believe the reading notes were helping me to write, but by the time I wrote my Breaking of the Bow story, i found myself referencing them often to incorporate or redevelop tropes.
I recognized I just used this photo, but it's easily my favorite one I've used so far. It provides the lovely setting for my favorite story thus far, as well as being its primary character. The Dragonfly and the Baobab

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