1. Based on a true story, this romantic and tragic tale follows the newly engaged couple Charles and Blaire and their new life together up until Charles's unexpected death. The story is told through Blaire's younger sister Aster as she narrates her sister's wedding and then the struggle her family faces after Charles's death. Blaire, Aster and her family, not only grieve for their loss, but discover a secret that teaches them about the meaning of life, death and family.
2. Based on true events, this story follows four best friends as they go out get drunk one average night. They wake up at their individual houses, hungover, to learn their fourth friend, Catherine never made it home. Now, they must re-piece a night they dont remember to prevent Catherine's life from being at stake. This story is about friendship, the secrets that friends tell and the dangers that go along with keeping them.
3. Set in 1960, Sam learns that his co-worker is stealing money. After confronting his boss, he learns his boss is not only in on the scam, but threatens Sam's family if he goes to police. He decides to go with his gut feeling and tells the police anyway. Sam's family is convinced he is crazy and use unethical treatments to fix him. This story shows the struggle Sam must face to do what is just.
4. Lindsey comes home from college for Christmas vacation to learn that her once happily married parents have been living in separate houses for months. Her father has a new girlfriend while her mother is abusing narcotics. This story shows the struggle Lindsey must face as her parents get divorced and learns how to stay in the middle of a two sided ugly battle.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
poem submission #3 (Vows to My Future Love)-- not my hardcopy vday poem for class
Vows to My Future Love
As the sun touches the sky
As the moon embraces the night
I take your heart in my heart,
my darling,
I take your heart in my heart.
Like the water that creates the ocean
Like a whisper caught in the wind
I kindle your heart with mine,
my love,
I kindle your heart with mine.
How the snow is pure and white
How the wind whistles in the rain
Your heart lights up my heart,
my beloved,
Your heart lights up my heart.
When the sun dies down
When the petals fall from the rose
My heart will always be with yours,
my dear,
My heart will always be with yours.
For as long as I live
For the rest of my life-and beyond
I will love you,
my sweet,
I will love you.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Response to "Poor Apostrophe"
Dr. Williams,
I really liked your poem "Poor Apostrophe." I really like how you picked this to use as a subject of poetry. I love the imagery that you use like "imagining life eternal, a feverish restless dream." I also like how you make the apostrophe like a person saying that he had "a good life, a full life." I like how the apostrophe had mourners and suffered from an illness. Texting, as we said in class, was the illness to the apostrophe. I like all the word choses that you used. I also like that you added that the mourners that gathered were "an aged lot" meaning that they were older people who dont really text. Younger crowds probably dont even realize they arent using the apostrophe. Maybe you could create another poem about how some phones will automatically put in the apostrophe when texting! I think it was very beautifully written...obviously you have had experience!
SMW
I really liked your poem "Poor Apostrophe." I really like how you picked this to use as a subject of poetry. I love the imagery that you use like "imagining life eternal, a feverish restless dream." I also like how you make the apostrophe like a person saying that he had "a good life, a full life." I like how the apostrophe had mourners and suffered from an illness. Texting, as we said in class, was the illness to the apostrophe. I like all the word choses that you used. I also like that you added that the mourners that gathered were "an aged lot" meaning that they were older people who dont really text. Younger crowds probably dont even realize they arent using the apostrophe. Maybe you could create another poem about how some phones will automatically put in the apostrophe when texting! I think it was very beautifully written...obviously you have had experience!
SMW
Sunday, February 6, 2011
poem submission #2
August 2005
Technically, I slept through it all
but a wall of water
destroyed my life
into one thousand tiny pieces
while I was dreaming of something else.
Those
pieces
are
still
not
in
place.
I couldnt talk on the phone
without creating violent sobs
in between each word.
It was rumored she didnt make it,
It was rumored he committed suicide,
It was rumored they were still there...
trapped and alive.
It was rumored it was all gone.
No one knew for sure.
No one knew for what felt like forever.
There are so many days from early September
to mid October
that my memory wont let me remember.
Its funny what your mind will do to protect you.
Lives were runied
Lives had ended
Lives werent sure how to keep on living.
I came back to moldy bread.
Technically, I slept through it all
but a wall of water
destroyed my life
into one thousand tiny pieces
while I was dreaming of something else.
Those
pieces
are
still
not
in
place.
I couldnt talk on the phone
without creating violent sobs
in between each word.
It was rumored she didnt make it,
It was rumored he committed suicide,
It was rumored they were still there...
trapped and alive.
It was rumored it was all gone.
No one knew for sure.
No one knew for what felt like forever.
There are so many days from early September
to mid October
that my memory wont let me remember.
Its funny what your mind will do to protect you.
Lives were runied
Lives had ended
Lives werent sure how to keep on living.
I came back to moldy bread.
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