Monday, March 26, 2012

Exercise 3

http://www.teenreads.com/reviews/47
http://www.teenreads.com/reviews/a-darkling-plain-book-four-of-the-hungry-city-chronicles
http://www.teenreads.com/reviews/a-web-of-air

-Intro giving background information.
-Give reactions to the book
-Pass an overall judgment with points to back it up.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Reading Post 3/25

My first goal of finishing The Well of Ascension before spring break is distant but not out of reach.  I have one week to read ~480 pages, very possible assuming I'm not too busy.  Second goal of finishing the entire Misborn series before the end of the school year is also quite distant.  After finishing The Well of Ascension there are still two more books with ~700 pages each if not more.  My last goal of reading at least 30 minutes a night didn't go well.  Some nights I was more busy than others.  My total reading in The Well of Ascension this week are from 1-114.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Note 1

The birds, who, happily for their own peace of mind and personal comfort, were in blissful ignorance of the preparations which had been making to astonish them, on the first of September, hailed it no doubt, as one of the pleasantest mornings they had seen that season. Many a young partridge who strutted complacently among the stubble, with all the finicking coxcombry of youth, and many an older one who watched his levity out of his little round eye, with the contemptuous air of a bird of wisdom and experience, alike unconscious of their approaching doom, basked in the fresh morning air with lively and blithesome feelings, and a few hours afterwards were laid low upon the earth. But we grow affecting: let us proceed.
In plain common-place matter-of-fact, then, it was a fine morning — so fine that you would scarcely have believed that the few months of an English summer had yet flown by. Hedges, fields, and trees, hill and moorland, presented to the eye their ever-varying shades of deep rich green; scarce a leaf had fallen, scarce a sprinkle of yellow mingled with the hues of summer warned you that autumn had begun. The sky was cloudless, the sun shone out bright and warm; the songs of birds, and hum of myriads of summer insects, filled the air; and the cottage gardens, crowded with flowers of every rich and beautiful tint, sparkled, in the heavy dew, like beds of glittering jewels. Everything bore the stamp of summer, and none of its beautiful colours had yet faded from the dye.



In this excerpt from Charles Dickens' airy novel The Pickwick Papers, the inchoate stages of Fall prior to a hunting trip are molded into brimming words.  Though "everything bore the stamp of summer" still, little hints of fall began to poke through the "fine morning", notifying that "Autumn had begun."  The insouciant, docile language used by Dickens carries a simplistic tone hinting that summer will soon perish, to be replaced with the full brunt of Fall.  The writer observes the "scarce sprinkle of yellow mingled with the hues of summer" verifying the fact that it was "the first of September."  The plentiful account of personification portrays an imagery sopped vision of ambling through the felicity of the nascent Autumn.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Exercise 2

(7)  Not only is a bitterness tone expressed, but also pure anger with some words and even sentences being capitalized such as "...because her little sister will NOT shut up she will NOT shut up SHE WILL NOT SHUT UP and Roberta is about to BASH her little sister's HEAD IN IF SHE DOES NOT SHUT UP."

(4)  Finally, Barry also  consistently bashed the city without giving it a single positive feature with her saying, "Once upon a cruddy time on a cruddy street on the side of a cruddy hill in the cruddiest part of a crudded-out town in a cruddy state, country, world, solar system, universe" exudes a snobbish and ungrateful tone to the readers.

(5)  The " cruddy time on a crudddy street on the side of a cruddy hill in the cruddiest part of a crudded-out town in a cruddy state, country, world, solar system, universe."


Vivr Sonar Leer

Monday, March 19, 2012

Exercise

In this excerpt from Stardust, Neil Gaiman details the town of Wall in a matter of fact, gruff manner.  The town sits "on a high jut of granite amidst a small forest woodland."  The atmosphere surrounding "grey stone, with dark slate roofs and high chimneys" whispers of the subtle monotony that the quaint town has.  "Grey and tall and stocky as the granite outcrop their town was built upon" are the inhabitants described in an unvarnished plain-dealing diction.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Anthology Theme

 
I'm thinking of covering entropy as my Anthology topic.  Busy and chaotic schedules are something no one can escape.  It's a timeless aspect of life that through the eyes of a poetic thinker could be made into something very cool.  For artifacts I'm looking into a Celtic symbol meaning "ordered chaos" and aside from that the rest is up in the air.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Reading Goals

1. Finish The Well of Ascension before spring break
2. Finish entirety of  the Mistborn series by the end of the quarter (including the stand alone).
3. Read at least 30 minutes per night.