Ashes reading response

Really powerful, moving prose. I was on the verge of tears if I'm being honest. That cut deep.

Milk and Honey By Rupi Kaur.....Love her work

A man walks into bar 2

A man walks into a bar.
he says ouch.

A man walks into a bar 1

A man walks into a bar, he sees a pirate sitting there with a steering wheel between his legs and a pained look on his face.
"What's the steering wheel for?" The pirate finishes his rum.
"Aargh, it's driving me nuts."

Finishing Up

Since this week is only a partial week, any entries you make on the blog will be extra credit. I'll take entries up until the end of the official final exam period for our class (again, there is no final for this class): 2:30-4:30, W 12/19. For these final entries, you may:

• Reflect on what you've learned this term, what was most valuable for you in the class, and what you hope to continue working on afterward.
• Respond to your classmates' readings from Wed. night (give a shout out to any stand-out readings).
• Share any final writings you'd like here.
• Share any book/story/poem titles you've found inspiring. (Feel free to post web links.)
• Or anything else related to the class, to writing or reading, or anything else even tangentially related.

Thank you for your hard work this term. You're all inspiring to me.

After the film

I really enjoyed the film adaptation and how they chose to make small changes such as not including the plane so the journey would feel longer. As well as the addition to the dialogue between the first alternate Olympian and Victor, because the scene really displayed Victor beliefs/ perspective as a character. The scene also captured the differences between Thomas and Victor personalities. I also enjoyed the addition of montages of the characters saying goodbye to Victor's dad, it was executed well.

Dependent

This is a poem I have been working on for the past 2 weeks it's not finished yet but I would appreciate the feedback

Dependent

Cradled in warmth

Smothered with love

Cared for every second

Not knowing who I am

What are my thoughts

Which are there’s

What are my ethics

What do I believe

Do I dare stray

Do I have a choice

Every choice already made

To seperate

To be my own being

How do I do anything

Without their guidance

I am inexperienced

I need to know

I cannot stay a infant

I must grow

I must learn

To walk to eat

To then cook

To take care of myself

So when I leave

I am strong

Not weak

To be man

To do my own thing

To go my own path

Not to swayed

Left or right

For I am not a child

At least not anymore

I make my own decisions

To be or not to be

That's my choice

No one else’s