As I was talking to my mother, I realized...
I follow the same principles for baking as I do with writing essays. I can make something look good, but not necessarily taste good. I nitpick at grammatical and spelling errors, but when it comes down to it, my writing lacks substance. I cannot explicate as well as I decorate.

Unfortunately, that's who I've always been, but I'm improving at least.
Or so I'd like to think. (: