College Essay Assist

Parents of High School Seniors,

So, of course I love to write. But I’m also a teacher at heart and love to help other writers improve their writing skills too. Over the last few years, I’ve  assisted countless high school students with their college admissions essays.  For many, (even the most motivated students), choosing a topic  and putting their best face forward with a well-written memorable essay is a daunting task. I have experience with the process and would love to help your son or daughter too. The college application experience doesn’t have to be overwhelming for them. With a little assistance, their application essay can be stellar and give them the edge they need during the admission process.

The package for high school seniors includes assistance choosing the right essay topic and specific feedback for making their essay the strongest version it can be. The end product is a completed polished piece of writing  in the student’s own words…an essay worthy of acceptance into the schools of their choice.

The College Admission Essay Assist Package   $50 (plus tax)

Here’s what you can expect…

Topic Selection

I’ll communicate with the student through whatever method they prefer (phone or email). We’ll discuss the essay category options on the Common App and/or the category options given on the individual college’s application. But first we’ll discuss ideas for the essay. Admissions counselors want to learn something about the applicant that they can’t see on their application materials. They want to know what they’ll bring to the classroom and also to campus life. They want a glimpse into their personality and passions. We’ll brainstorm topics and find the one he/she will be most comfortable writing about.

Initial Read Through

After our initial communication, the student will write a rough draft of the essay and email it to me. I’ll review it, offer line edits and overall feedback on content, word choice, sentence structure, voice and tone. It’s important for your child’s personality to shine through and we’ll work together to make that happen.

Second Read Through

I’ll proofread their revised essay for any grammar or punctuation issues, working with them until they’re satisfied with the finished product and proud of the essay they’ll eventually submit with their application.

I’ll never write the essay for the student, but I will guide them through the process with as much or as little revision assistance as they need.

Sign Up

Interested in working with me?  Shoot me an email at swirlandspark@gmail.com and I’ll send you the details.

The college search process is an exciting time for your child, but also a time for colleges to see just how special your son or daughter is.  I look forward to working with them to ensure the special things that make them unique, shine through on the application page!

Here’s an example of one successful college admissions essay. It resulted in a 100 percent acceptance rate into the colleges the student applied to.

Finding Something in Boston

I remember every detail of our April 2013 weekend in Boston. They’ve been etched into my brain—even the ones I wish I could forget.

My family and I made plans—lots of them, like going to the Red Sox game at Fenway Park because my Dad and little brother, insisted on it. We planned to shop at Quincy Market—well, my Mom and I did anyway. I was sure I’d find a Coach wallet or at least a Michael Kors. We planned to watch my Dad run the prestigious Boston Marathon. We’d take the T, get off at Washington Street, and stand along the street cheering for him as he ran by. We planned to meet him at Fire and Ice Restaurant on Berkeley Street after he completed the race, instead of watching him cross the finish line—yes, that finish line, because it would be way too crowded. The next day, we even planned to walk the Freedom Trail past the Old North Church because according to Google, that’s an important Boston thing to do.

However, things didn’t go as we planned.

Instead of celebrating my Dad’s three hour and forty-four minute marathon finish with pictures and high fives, we watched him collapse in the restaurant from dehydration. You’d think the details would escape me after all this time, but they haven’t.

My brother and I watched the paramedic wheel him away to the medical tent as my Mom chased after him yelling to us, “I’ll be back in five minutes—don’t leave the restaurant!” As I watched my parents disappear into the crowded street, I didn’t plan what happened next. I heard an explosion, saw the frantic people in the street, and read the news flash on the big screen TV: Explosions at Boston Marathon Finish Line.

The city was soon in lockdown—and my brother and I were all alone.

We watched the commotion on TV that really was happening only a few streets away. I hugged my brother, rubbed his back, and told him, “Dad’s going to be okay and so are we,” even though I wasn’t sure that was true at all. Instead of eating dinner that night at Fire and Ice like we planned, I gave my brother a leftover banana and a half eaten Cliff Bar—because I had no money and that’s all I could think to do.

Being separated from Mom and Dad in a strange place during a national emergency was definitely not what I had planned. I never thought I could feel that terrified or so alone, especially in a city like Boston. I couldn’t think about that though, not even hours later when my parents finally emerged from the medical tent, because I realized then that our family had nowhere to go. So with the T shut down, we walked, and walked—not even sure where we were walking to.

I never planned to grab the map from my Mom when her nerves were shattered beyond repair, but I did. I never planned to steady my Dad as he deliriously walked with us for miles down the deserted streets of Boston, but I did.

I never planned to grow up that day—to take charge or to be the person to take care of our family, to be the person to lead us out of Boston and into the safety of relatives I barely knew. But I did, with that map and nothing else.

Maybe that’s not true though. I found strength I didn’t know I had that day. It may not have been what I was looking for in Boston—nothing like a new Michael Kors wallet, but at least with what I found, I know I can always find my way, even if my days don’t go the way I plan.

Interested in reading others? Send me an email at swirlandspark@gmail.com. I’ll be happy to forward them to you!