1. This year I have written a lot of story, be it short or long or even just an idea. I have written much more then I thought I was going to write. Close to the beginning of the year I wrote a rather scary story titled The Third-Floor Bedroom: The Haunting of Willow Street based off of a picture of our choosing. I am rather proud of the story and if I wanted to, I could expand on the story. I didn't know I would be good at writing scary stories until I started this class, now I have a clear understanding of the kind of stories that I will be good at writing. When going back and re-reading story, and then comparing it to my later stories I can see an improvement in my writing and detail. It is noticeable when comparing it to my story The Darkness of Hallow Manor which get's very detailed. I love this story for many reasons. One being the fact that I think it holds the near perfect tone of creepy that I was aiming for. It is detailed to the point I can picture it while writing. This story is one that I will probably work on expanding as time goes by. It is my dream to be an author and I hope to reach that dream. 2. Around Halloween time this year I read a terrifying story by Brittany called Fool Me Once. The story had me shivering in fear and never wanting to cheat on someone ever because of Brooke. I applaud Brittany for this story because it is very well written, and the detail is beautiful. On the Topic of scary or weird stories, I read one by Zach called Revenge. It was so weird, and scary and good that I was a bit surprised. The writing style Zach has, is of course much different then mine, their is no doubting that, but I rather like it. His story Revenge, is down right creepy and mind blowing. It is always amazing to see what people can come up with when they let their mind's go and imagination run. Some people have such a vivid imagination that it is astounding that they don't put it to good use. I think this class helped us all find an inner writing. Some more then others.
3. Since I am a avid Tumblr user, I have experience using and making a blog. Admittedly, I haven't even run a blog like this one where I only post writing and such, but It isn't all that different from Tumblr. I have had a Tumblr for about 3 year's now, and making this blog came easy to me. I came up with the name of my blog, because I like to think about things from a blind person's point of view, How do they cope, and what does the word sound like to them when all they see is black? It has always interested me to know how people who are blind interpret the world. That's where I got the Idea to use my own personal saying Seeing the World Through New Eyes. Even though they can't see, they still can imagine. I hope that anyone who happens across this blog would like some of the things I have written. For who would listen, I don't know but if their is at least one person out there who enjoy's what is on here, then that is good enough for me. I think I might use this blog out side of class, because I really enjoyed using it. I will post pictures and story's I have written, or even Ideas. Who knows, maybe something on there will be my big break.
4. Journalism is something else that is not new to me either. I have and still do keep journals at home that I write, and draw in. I glue in quotes I like, and jot down random Idea's in my journals all the time. The journal I am using now has a tone of my own art work drawn into it's pages. Some not as good as the others but yet some is pretty impressive for me. I actually wouldn't let anyone read my journal until I am finished. They can look at my pictures but I don't really want anyone reading it. I will probably always have a journal, even if I barely write in it, I find it comforting to be able to share my thoughts down on paper.
5. On the end of the street, the last house on the left. Lives the happy family of the Coldwaters. Behind the turquoise door is the 5 of them. There's mamma Coldwater, her happy smile and plate of homemade cookies inviting even the grumpiest of people in. Papa Coldwater, his sweater vest on, coffee in his hand and the news paper in the other as he tells you about fishing with grandpa. Lucy Coldwater is the oldest child. Her golden blonde hair always styled to perfection, Phone in hand and magazines of teen weekly out on the table. She rather be at the mall then home. George Coldwater, the middle son and the most adventurous. His shelves full of adventure and mystery books. He listens to papa's stories like they are the best thing in the world. Then there's little Mary Coldwater, she's the baby of the bunch and always finds a way to ask a question while getting her older siblings into trouble. A happy family is what the Coldwaters are, keeping conflict between the family and behind the closed door.
6. This passage is from my story The Old Boxcar, based off of a picture of a boxcar. I like this small part a lot because it made me tear up but smile while writing it. "...The photos showed a happy time, when people would gather in the old ghost town. Family and friends, neighbors and work buddies all in one place. The smile fell off the man’s face and he closed the box again before slowly making his way out of the boxcar. The door was slid shut again, and the man turned away from the old memories. Gradually he walked away until he faded into the distance, taking his memories with him..."
7. Well as you probably know by now, I really want to be an author. I plan to finish at least one book and try to get it sold so people can read it. I adore writing and coming up with new stories. I also want to be a teacher in the future, in English or maybe Creative Writing too. This was such a fun class, and I enjoyed every day coming here. It was the best way to wake up in the morning. I feel that I could be a very could creative writing teacher, and it would be a lot of fun.
8. Hey everyone! You did it, you made it another year, another semester! That's great! I had so much fun in this class, and I enjoyed getting to know everyone too! You are all wonderful, beautiful people who are going to go far in life, I just know it! Everyone of you are special in your own way and if you believe in your self then I know you will do great! I will miss you all. Good luck as you take steps into your own life, and stay safe.
