Reflect: I think that writing the experiences I’ve had over
the course of this class in segments has taught me that I can take a very short
moment in time and expand it into a large and descriptive paragraph. This
tactic draws the reader into the scene, but must be careful not to include too much
information/info dump. I’ve learned that I must not be didactic but that some of the best
learning comes when a reader can make assumptions for themselves, therefore,
writing to a general audience usually works better to reach more people. I want
to convey meaning in this personal essay, yet not be too symbolic in what I want
specific things to mean.
Select: I plan on writing about my experiences as a boy with
a loving, but contentious father, who always desired the best for his children,
but somehow couldn’t quite convey it in the right way. I’m not sure if I want
to model the fictitious, yet realistic example that Martine Leavitte uses in My Book of Life by Angel or the
strikingly realistic stories of Hoiland.
Comment: Hoiland talked about getting to know her sister
when she was a young girl but said, “I’m embarrassed now to think that I ever questioned
the happiness of another because it did not match perfectly my own but my young
heart was not ready to understand that the threadd between my sister and me
would not ever waver, let alone break, in the years to follow, even when our
lives looked different” (Hoiland 41-42). I love this sentence, because there
are layers of meaning, not only with the content, but also style and form. It
is very telling of her experience, yet does not make any didactic statements about
what one must now believe. It simply relays her experience.
Plan: I want to tell of experiences of a young man, what discipline
has looked like for him, what belief systems looked like in that household, the
motives behind the “why” they did things and the reasons he was given. I want to
show the good intentions of this young man’s father, the feelings of the love
he experienced, and contrast those with moments and conversations of fear and
doubt with his mother and brother. Then flash forward to the perspective of an older,
wiser man, seeing his parents as flawed, how they too grow, learn, and change,
ending with a similar connection to that of Hoiland’s as mentioned above.
I like your ideas about using My Book of Life by Angel as a form of kind of fiction. Excited to see how that turns out for ya.
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