Assignment notes 1982
Detail (but don't overdo it)
"The Room was vacant."
Develope - explain - expand Show not tell
create a vacant room without saying "The room was vacant" (1) Show what isn't there (2) Show it, don't say how it looks to me (3) If abstract, show why, show what creates your impression.
thoroughness 1/2 page
I don't wanna write about that. 1982
I want to go home and hide in my room. I could get so much done if I didn't have so much homework. I could work on my weyr [Incredibly complex project at tracking imaginary statistical history of an Anne McCaffrey inspired world]. I could go to the bank. I'm so tired these days. Overloaded with homework, not doing all the chores I should at home. Certainly not getting enough sleep. What are they doing up there? They are banging things around all over. What class is that? I'm going to talk to [boyfriend of the moment] tonight. We should start to write each other: it would be a great dealer cheaper than phone calls.
I'm worried about his operation tomorrow. I hope he isn't in too much pain over the weekend. I'd like to send him flowers, maybe Jinx [my mum] can deliver them during her lunch break or on her way home. I would like to send him flowers and cookies and loving letters to tide him over until next weekend. I don't want him to be alone and hurting. I feel so helpless, like I can't do anything to make it easier for him. I'll buy stamps this afternoon and write him letters every day or every other day. Hopefully he will write me too. I think he will.
Why don't we cover 3 opinions? 1982I don't agree that men or women are superior over each other. I believe there is a basic equality. I am angry that this is so funny a topic (Women better than Men) On Thursday will that topic seem much more acceptable? I am afraid it might be to both the males and females in the class. Sure I'm hedging, I don't like the idea of one sex being better than the other so I don't really want to start writing about that. I believe that women are Naturally equal to men, but socially inferior. This discrimination seems to be almost out of use, but when some males can't come up with one area where women are superior I start to get worried. Women are naturally superior at long-distance running, at enduring pain, men are naturally stronger and are better at lifting and carrying. Women have stronger legs, men have stronger arms. It's all in the limbs.
real vs. really a real(ly) classy place
[over the real(ly) was written:] should be adverb
Don't split infinitives
On awaking in the morning John discovered he had accidentally slept on Marsha's pet cat. Sadly, it was dead. Marsha was in the kitchen making waffles. John decided that he would take the dead cat outside and pretend that it had run into the street and been run over. With cat in hand he slipped out the debroom door and down the hall. He had to pass by the kitchen in order to get outside, unfortunately Marsha looked and saw the cat. John ran back down the hall and into the bathroom with Martha screaming after him.
"My cat! My cat!" she shrieked in rage. John locked himself in the bathroom.
"What have you done to my precious kitty?!"
"You inhuman fiend, how dare you hurt my precious fuzzy-baby?!!"
John tried to flush the cat down the toilet.
"What are you doing to my cat? Come out here this instant," her voice was taking on sinister tones.
"I'm just giving it a little fleabath, Marshie-honey" he soothed and then, to the cat, "Flush, dammit, you god-damned furball."
Marsha went away from the door, John thought perhaps everything would be alright. He took the dripping feline out of the toilet and put it in the sink. Then he opened the window. Marsha returned, she started to force the door open with a crow bar. John grabbed the cat and climbed out the window onto the roof.
"I've got you now," cried Marsha as the door splintered open. John scurried along the roof top and eyed the distance to the neighbor's roof. Marsha was struggling out the window. John decided to go for it. He leaped and landed on the other rooftop, the cat remained in one piece. Marsha came after him and, with grace surpassing Indiana Jones, sailed after John and the much abused cat. John high-tailed it away across the tar and gravel still holding the damp cat in his hand.
"Come back here you cat-murderer! I'll rip your lungs out!" Marsha was gaining on him. John doubled back around some chimneys.
"Now, now, dear. Be reasonable. We can give kitty a nice funeral. Everything will be just fine," John shifted the cat to his other hand while he talked.
"I'll give you a nice funeral, you creep!" Marsha tried to grab the cat by reaching across the chimney.
John feinted to the left with the cat and as Marsha dived he transferred the cat to his right hand and threw it down the chimney.
They both stopped and stared down the sooty black hole.
"You just threw a dead cat down Mrs. Entwhistle's chimney."
"Yeah, I guess I did. Maybe we better go back inside before anyone sees us."
"Oh, you're right. This is a little strange."
As they clambered back to the bathroom, John tried to make amends.
"Marsha, I really am sorry about the cat, it's just, well, you know how it is. I didn't want you to think I'd done it on purpose."
"That's ok. She was getting old anyhow. Besides I've always wanted a dog."
"I'll buy you one right away, my sweet."
"Alright dear, but it's not sleeping on the bed."
Moral: A cat down your chimney is worth two in your bed.
My word, but that moral turned out much lewder than I intended. What would Dr. Freud say?
F + SF
roots of SF goes way back.
"Speculative fiction is the only fiction that deals with modern society."
Originally all fiction was speculative fiction. Up to 18th century people weren't sure what was true. Old writers didn't think they were writing absolute fiction.
The meanest thing I've ever done 1982
I don't know why I did it. They were nice children, but I couldn't stand it anymore.
It all began on one of those wonderful lazy summer mornings. I was sleeping, it was about 7:30am and I planned to sleep for at least 3 more hours. When the noise began. It started slowly, they got ready in silence without much splashing or yelling. Then at the pool across the street, it began.
"SWIM YOU JERKS!"
"huh? what? what time is it? where am I?" I woke up. It was the swim team. Now they did this every morning: shouting, firing starter guns, splashing. Early in the morning they would began [sic] and I wouldn't be able to sleep late.
First, in order to stop them, I vaselined the diving boards, especially the rungs. I figured that if they broke enough limbs they would stop swimming. Unfortunately their feet were so ripped up by the bottom of the pool that they could still get traction.
I decided to cut up their lane dividers. They had replacements. So I tried padlocking the pool gates shut. They climbed over the fence. I was becoming desperate. In my last frenzied moments I procured a 1/2 a ton of lime jello. In the dark of night I went to work. Soon the pool was one quivering green mass.
I waited, watching, grinning fiendishly until they arrived. They had those dumb goggles on and so they couldn't tell the difference. They jumped in and got stuck. It was like those artists conceptions of the dinosaurs getting sucked down into tar pits. It was incredible, 37 people were 'jello'ed to death. The police caught up with me in less than 3 hours. I was the only person in Martinez who had bought such a quantity of jello. I don't know what they will do to me, but I would do the same again. I hope that all who read this will learn to be more mysterious when buying jello.
ou = no or not
topos = place
2) sentenced to freedom (+ choice)
3) the burden of choice or lack of
Aldous leonard Huxley July 26 1984 b. England
Eton left due to near blindness, glad he didn't become doctor. Satirical novelist popular before age 30. Came to U.S. in 1937 died same day as Kennedy age 69.
Shortterm Nostalgia 1982
I had a wonderful time this summer. I worked at the Renaissance Pleasure Faire. The workshops began (for me) on July 17, my 17th birthday. I had received 50 or 60 dollars for my birthday and so I was able to pay for the materials to a very nice costume which my mother made for me. On the very first workshop weekend I met people who would become good friends. I learned a lot of stuff about acting and creating a character over the first 2 weekends. The 3rd weekend was Dress Rehersal weekend, I was in the Guild of St. Cuthbert, the parade guild. Over the 6 weekends of actual faire I took in so many exiting [sic] things. I met poeple I liked and was liked by, I learned songs, saw shows, and I learned about myself. On the last weekend of faire, September 11th and 12th, I stayed friday night in a v.w. van with Richard and Vicki, two of my friends and awoke in the morning ready (ha ha) to parade. Saturday was even more special than most days of faire, there was an extra closeness in the air. Saturday night I stayed at faire and spend the evening alone in a crowd at the night show. Sunday was the last day of faire and it showed. People were exited [sic], silly, and ready to pull out the stops. I watched my favorite shows one last time and said goodbye's [sic] to friends. On saturday night my Guild had done ring-out (clearing people out of the faire-grounds) and on Sunday at Grand Ring-Out we would discover who had won the Ring-out competition. St. Cuthberts took 2nd place, God Save The Guild! After Ring-out ale stand 3 was opened with free drinks for performers, the crowd gathered and final (until next year) goodbyes were said, phone numbers exchanged and partying prevailed.
[I wouldn't have been drinking, I'm nearly certain, as I have never liked beer and I don't recall learning to drink cider until 1984 when I was at school in Wales. Could be wrong and I had some cider at this party tho'.]
Brave New World
- Nicolas Berdiaeff
Boring Contraversial [sic] Issues (freewriting exercise) 1982
Why do we I always often have to write abut typical issues? I don't always feel like doing it, but actually I do get into it once I start.
[in my school notebook]
2. Pronoun Agreement
We must remember to keep one's composure.
3. tense shift
4. its v.s. it's
5. their v.s. they're v.s. there
6. lie v.s. lay
7. dangling or misplaced modifiers
8. are v.s. our
9. could of
a) ; b) . c) coord. conjunt.
11. to, too, two
"It was just to much when too of them entered at the same time."
12. underline titles of books and long plays. titles of poems + short stories are surrounded by quote marks. underline movie titles?
13. No Fragments!!!
14. sub/verb ageement
"verbs has to agree w/ their subjects"
15. Proof read carefully to see if you any words out. [ :D ]
17. Split infinitives
19. Introductory Participial Phrases
1) followed by a comma
2) never more than 2 in a row (consecutive sentences)
20. "depressing thinking about them getting old" ... gerunds ("getting") are verbal nouns and thus are introduced in this case by possessive pronouns.
Age and the presidency 1982
[freewriting exercise for English class]
How does age affect the presidency? I believe that age is as good a general method as any for judging maturity. By age 35 most people are reasonably mature, if not intelligent. As for a maximum age, I think people vary a lot more and retirement could be determined better by some sort of test. Some people can stay mentally active and alert until they die and some become senile at age 12. I don't think anyone who is completely incompetent could remain in office long enough to do irreparable damage, so it would be better not to eliminate good people merely because of their age.