Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Discover
I haven't done the discover entry yet and I think it's the only one that I'm missing. I'm not quite sure what i am supposed to write about so I'll just write about how amazing my shoes are for homecoming. I was so excited because I found them on the discount section of DSW. So, not only were they extremely cheap, but they are also my favorite favorite favorite color! Maroon, and how often does one really come across maroon high heels for under 30 dollars! I'll answer that question for you, never! So you could imagine my excitement.
I selected this poem because It describes what I think writing should be. It should be about going back to your childish intuitions and not being so concerned in how a writer should act. The poem was named " Do You Have Any advice for those of Us Just Starting Out" because it is being somewhat sarcastic by saying, all the advice you need is what you already know. There is no reason to try and be prestigious. The author used the simile "be like a child." The author also was trying to show by indicating the people with turtle necks and the snow the romantic snow covered chalet by allowing us to see that those are stereotypical circumstances. The tone of the poem is fun, it shows children at play and the childish side of writing. The side that does not hold their noses in the air and scoft at those who don't wear turtle necks.
Poem
“Do You Have Any Advice For Those of Us Just Starting Out?"
Ron Koertge
Give up sitting dutifully at your desk. Leaveyour house or apartment. Go out into the world.
It's all right to carry a notebook but a cheapone is best, with pages the color of weak teaand on the front a kitten or a space ship.
Avoid any enclosed space where more thanthree people are wearing turtlenecks. Bewareany snow-covered chalet with deer tracksacross the muffled tennis courts.
Not surprisingly, libraries are a good place to write.And the perfect place in a library is near an aislewhere a child a year or two old is playing as hismother browses the ranks of the dead.
Often he will pull books from the bottom shelf.The title, the author's name, the brooding photoon the flap mean nothing. Red book on black, graybook on brown, he builds a tower. And the higherit gets, the wider he grins.
You who asked for advice, listen: When the towerfalls, be like that child. Laugh so loud everybodyin the world frowns and says, "Shhhh."
Then start again.
Ron Koertge
Give up sitting dutifully at your desk. Leaveyour house or apartment. Go out into the world.
It's all right to carry a notebook but a cheapone is best, with pages the color of weak teaand on the front a kitten or a space ship.
Avoid any enclosed space where more thanthree people are wearing turtlenecks. Bewareany snow-covered chalet with deer tracksacross the muffled tennis courts.
Not surprisingly, libraries are a good place to write.And the perfect place in a library is near an aislewhere a child a year or two old is playing as hismother browses the ranks of the dead.
Often he will pull books from the bottom shelf.The title, the author's name, the brooding photoon the flap mean nothing. Red book on black, graybook on brown, he builds a tower. And the higherit gets, the wider he grins.
You who asked for advice, listen: When the towerfalls, be like that child. Laugh so loud everybodyin the world frowns and says, "Shhhh."
Then start again.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
So here's my first official blog entry and I'm wondering what i should write about. The trouble with that is that my life is extremely uneventful right now. My day to day life consists of waking up, spending hours and hours at school, nannying, doing homework and going to bed. Only to wake up the next day and start the infanet cycle over and over again. The only small breaks in this ongoing cycle are the weekends. Even then i still have homework that must get done and a Sunday morning shift at caribou. But that's okay! There are only 9 months until summer!
Thursday, September 18, 2008
I realized that i could not drive home or call my mother to come pick me up. I was stuck in a world completely different from my own. What was I to do? The first day can only be described as awkward and uncomfortable. What do I say? What do I eat? Not, to mention the language barrier. All of these new feelings came pummeling towords me with no time for me to react. So, I didn't, I spent my first day locked up inside of the two yearold, Nicos, room with only the toys to keep me company.
What should I add to make this paragraph more fluide?
What should I add to make this paragraph more fluide?
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