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Final Reflection

I will be breaking my final reflection down into six parts as seen in Blake’s article for tips on writing a second draft. The categories I will be reflecting on are the time line, characters, location, repetition and language, and plot (Blake, unknown year) .   The time line for my story takes place over the course of three years. In order to make sure that the time line was clear and consistent in my mind, I placed in in the times where my ages matched up to those of the characters (Blake, unknown year) . For example, at the beginning Alex is about to start his second to last year of secondary college, so I made this the end of two thousand and thirteen, when I was at the same stage in my life. The New Year’s party takes place on the thirty first of December that year, carrying over into two thousand and fourteen where the bulk of the story takes place. The year that Alex and Mark spend apart is two thousand and fifteen and the year they are reunited is two ...

Week Twelve: reflection

These final two chapters, I am both proud of and disappointed by. I am happy with the way I tied everything back together, and that I showed how they had to work through things before they could start a healthy relationship. I didn't want them to spend all that time apart and then act like it never happened, as time apart in that situation does a lot of damage. I wanted them to have to work through those problems and then  work on their relationship. I feel like I touched on this, however I don't think I went into it enough. Another thing I was disappointed in was the way I wrote the fight scene. I wanted them to cut deep into each other and pick each other apart, however I feel that I maybe didn't develop them enough to be able to do this enough. All I could draw on was Alex's inability to get out of his own head and Mark's inability to communicate. In my second draft I will be looking for things to draw from in regards to this scene, as it is an important one ...

Week Twelve: chapter fifteen

It’s 12:18 tomorrow morning                   { afternoon? }                                     My face in your pillow                   your legs in my bed.                                                       This might be home. It took a while for things to get back to normal – whatever normal was for Alex and Mark. There were still holes left from th...

Week Twelve: chapter fourteen

At 12:18 tomorrow morning I thought                                     my body parts must all                   smell different.                                                                         My legs                            ...