Week 8 Comments and Feedback

Overall I think the feedback I've been receiving has mostly been helpful. I think sometimes it's too positive and doesn't give me enough direction to improve my writing.

I think I've been pretty good at giving feedback to others, I always try to provide at least two suggestions or ask two questions unless I see no room for improvement.

The comments have been a really fun way to connect with people - there are two or three blogs that I go visit every week now.

I think I like the way my comment wall and introduction post are now - I may adjust my comment wall after I post my first story but otherwise I think I'll leave it.

I really appreciate this graphic for showing the mindset you should be in when giving feedback rather than just explaining the act of giving feedback. Source.

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Comment Wall

( The eyes of Kali ) Welcome to my comment wall! Click here to learn about how the goddess of time, nature, and death was created.

Introduction to an Illustrator

Hello! I am a junior Advertising major with a minor in Religious Studies. Still feels weird to type "junior"–it's hard to believe I'm halfway done! I began OU as an International Studies major with a focus on China, but I lacked some crucial things for my career path: I hate politics and I'm very bad at Mandarin. Although China still holds a special place in my heart , I decided to pivot into graphic design. I took a crash course in Adobe Creative Suite at the beginning of last year and loved every second of it. Soon, some friends started asking me to do commission work for them. One thing led to another, and I learned I liked illustrating more than graphic design and strategy. Even though I'm still studying Advertising in the hope of getting a decent job when I graduate, I currently work as a freelance illustrator and want to continue doing so into the foreseeable future. (Left: personal illustration of hammerhead sharks. Right: personal illustrat

Week 3 Story: The Unspeakable Name

Thousands and thousands of years ago, a princess was born. And as she grew, her mother told her lots of stories. Stories about riches and kings and wars. One night, she told the princess a new story: a legend that there exists a secret, unspeakable name that has the power to create life. The princess was curious and asked her mother if she could find it and create friends for herself. Her mother chuckled and reminded her it was only a legend. When her mother died years later, the princess became queen. Although she enjoyed the crown, she found many parts of her job tedious and unimportant. One day, during a particularly boring meeting, the queen was on the verge of falling asleep when one of her advisors mentioned a piece of paper with a single word. It had been found in a tomb miles away and the discoverers tried with all their might to speak the word with no luck. The princess demanded that it be brought to her. The queen remembered the childhood story of the unspeakable name and

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