Kickapoo Creative Writing Fall 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Spooky share
You all worked so hard on your spooky stories--I'd like for you to take some time today to see what your classmates have come up with. I've divided the class into groups of four--see the lists at the end of this post. Please find the blogs of the other members of your group (check the sidebar of the class blog) and complete the following:
1. Read your classmate's Halloween-inspired story and leave a comment with 3 specific, supportive and complimentary remarks regarding the story and how it was written.
In the spirit of the holiday, let's get cheesy and call these BOO-YAs. As in: "BOO-YA! You really got me with that twist at the end--I would have never guessed it was her sister stalking her all along. Creepy!" Or: "BOO-YA! Your use of dialogue was effective and pulled me into the story. I never thought a conversation between a little boy and the demon living in his closet could sound so natural." I guess if you're too cool, you could leave off the BOO-YA part, but don't cop out and put a rushed, generic comment like, "It was scary" or "Nice job." Lame.
If, by chance, someone in your group has not posted a scary story, move on to step 2 on that blog and maybe check back later in the block or focus on the other group members' stories.
2. Then browse the rest of that classmate's blog and choose 3 other pieces to leave a positive, specific comment on.
3. Move on to the blogs of the other people in your group.
4. If you have time and would like to read and/or comment on other class members' stories, you can cruise through the blogs on the sidebar of our class blog and see what others have been up to. Leave comments if you have time.
5. In a New Post on your own blog, write up a brief summary of the scary stories of each of your classmates in your group and name at least one detail or technique you really liked. Add a bit at the end of your post about your Halloween plans (and if they come close to anything in the stories you read!).
Groups of 4:
Carissa
Jordan
Trevor
Tristan
Dianna
Shay
Danielle
Gabby
Nick
Brittany
Reece
Morgan
Natalie M.
Desiree
Teyondra
Savanna
Christina
Dakota
Naomi
Hanna
Courtney
Zach
Albert
Allison
Victoria
Natalie W.
Ben
Kayla
Thank you! Be careful out there tonight and enjoy your long weekend...You are all such boo-tiful people...
Monday, October 28, 2013
Scare tactics
The prompts in the previous post were fairly light-hearted in relation to Halloween. For this assignment, the prompts are a bit darker...Feel free to shape them to something you are comfortable with...
I found some interesting horror story starter ideas at a blog called Nighthags Writing Corner. Please go to this post and also this post and take a look at all the sentence starters, art and photos and choose one (or more, I suppose) to inspire a piece of writing of no less than 750 words (about 3 pages double-spaced).
You'll have two class periods to draft, polish, then post your piece. On Halloween, we will take time to read each other's work and you'll get some comments from your classmates (more on that later...).
When your piece is ready (and at least 750 words), please share it in a New Post on your own blog. Give your post a creative title and be sure to include the image that inspired it or put the idea starter in bold within your piece.
Sunday, October 27, 2013
Halloween spirit(s)
Choose at least 3 of these to respond to in answers of 500 words total in a New Post on your blog. Your answers may be fact or fiction or both...Include an image...
- While trick-or-treating, my friends and I decided to explore a dark street we had never noticed before...
- The best costume I ever wore was…
- My favorite Halloween was the time I…
- As I looked at the Jack-o-Lantern, it seemed to be looking back at me. Then…
- As I reached into the bag of candy, I thought I heard a voice saying, “Pick me, pick me!”
- Write a Halloween poem using the following words: bat, pumpkin, candy, spooky, night, orange, black, witch, scary, wind.
- Write a recipe for a magic potion. Next, explain what the potion would do if someone drank it.
- I was putting my Halloween costume on when I heard something moving in my closet...
- On Halloween night, while trick-or-treating we passed the cemetery. Suddenly we all felt a cold and spooky wind...
- What are your favorite Halloween treats? What is the best one you ever received?
- List all the Halloween costumes you have had in past years.
- Describe how to make a great Halloween costume using mostly supplies you have around the house.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
And the beat goes on...
In a New Post on your blog, please share at least one of the pieces of writing inspired by music you came up with during our activities this week. It might be one of the passages you wrote while we listened to the 5 songs, the narrative poem you wrote using a sentence from those writings, or maybe something connected to the lyrics from the 4 songs you rearranged and glued together...Or something else you came up with on your own. Include an image. Have a great weekend!
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Music to (our) ears
This week we've been looking at different ways music can inspire us to feel, think, act and even write. Create a New Post on your own blog with the word "music" somewhere in the title and type up your answers to at leat 5-6 of the questions regarding music on the pink sheet I passed out today.
In a separate New Post, share the answers you got from the teachers you asked about music. Include your own answers to the questions, too, and maybe any other thoughts you have, like what surprised you or what you might have had in common, etc.
In a separate New Post, share the answers you got from the teachers you asked about music. Include your own answers to the questions, too, and maybe any other thoughts you have, like what surprised you or what you might have had in common, etc.
Thanks! Hope you have a great day!
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Nine weeks down, nine to go...{that's 6 words}
In a New Post on your blog, please share whichever of the 6-Word Memoirs you came up with in class earlier this week that you are comfortable sharing. Just one or all of them. Include an image or images. You don't need to explain them, but you could if you wanted to.
Also, please look over your grade check and let me know by the end of class if you have completed any additional work to be credited to your first quarter grade. Last chance! These first 9 weeks have flown by...Thank you again for making them so pleasant and productive.
Scores for the Window Poem and 6-Word Memoir posts will go on second quarter. We will try to wrap up the collage art project during class Friday and begin jotting down some ideas connected to music. Why don't we put together a bagel order for that morning to celebrate making it thus far?
through the window
Create a New Post on your blog today with one of the Window Poems you created in your journal during class--either the poem about the view out of your own chosen window OR what you wrote about the view through the window of Edward Hopper's painting of the yellow house. You could, of course, post both. Feel free to add to or revise. Include at least one image.
Here's my example...As you can see, I didn't follow directions and wrote about the view looking into a window (my neighbors'! creeper!) rather than out.
Window Poem: On the Birth of Alex C.
I see chili pepper barstools
through the kitchen window
of the house next door--
barstools I wouldn't have chosen
but a dining table I might have
and a pantry I envy.
The man of the house
ducks down quickly behind that table,
shielding himself from the glow
of my headlights, but I still see
he's in only his tightie-whities.
Tonight the lights are still on
long after my neighbors' normal bedtime.
New babies always disrupt schedules,
change lives completely.
Melting ice drips from the gutter
above the window onto mounds of
lingering, dirty snow on the driveway
between our two houses.
Shiny balloons float above the table
heralding congratulations upon
the family's new arrival.
A new mother leans for a moment
against the kitchen counter
trying to catch her breath.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Poems for Paintings
In a New Post on your blog please choose 2 pieces by the artist you profiled and write a narrative poem of at least 10 lines for each.
A narrative poem is one that tells a story. It doesn't need to rhyme. You could tell a made-up story inspired by the painting, you could tell a story from your own life the piece makes you think of, you could make up a story about the subjects in the painting...You could connect your two 10+-line poems or let them stand on their own. Try to include vivid, sensory details and rich, interesting word choices. You might even try to include a poetic device (like alliteration, simile, repetition, etc.) if you're comfortable doing so. Please include the piece of art you are writing about in your post. Give the post a creative title.
If you have extra time today, catch up on any other posts you're missing and then comment on some of your classmates' blogs.
For next week: Be ready to turn in your journal at the end of class on Monday, 14 October with 20 new full pages of writing. Any page with the Hello Kitty stamp was counted toward the last check.
We will be moving on to MUSIC as our subject of inspiration as we head into 2nd quarter...
You all are such fun to work with! Thank you for giving your best and being so open and kind.
XOXO Mrs. Fraser
P.S. The image in this post reminds me of the underpass to the Greenway Trail right by my house near Wanda Gray Elementary...Have any of you seen where a spelling-challenged individual spray-painted the declaration "WOLVERENS" really big across the concrete wall? Graffiti FAIL. There was a really beautiful piece of graffiti there for a while of a quote by one of my favorite poets, e.e. cummings, in artistic letters: "It takes courage to grow up to be who you really are." It got painted over right away yet the misspelled, non-artistic message hasn't been...Grrr.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Works by Edward Hopper
Artist Profile
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Grumpy Cat works in oils |
Please profile the artist you chose to study in a New Post on your blog. Please all include the information from your brochure, but instead of listing it, maybe write the information more like a life story in paragraphs. Include an image and/or self-portrait of the artist as well as 2-3 images of the artist's most famous works. Give your post a creative title. Thanks!
Friday, October 4, 2013
art{walk}
In another New Post on your blog, post some writing connected to the art print you chose to study during our discussion in the front lobby of KHS on Tuesday. Try for at least 150 words.
Tell us the story from your own life it made you think of, write a critique or vivid description, write a long poem or several shorter ones inspired by the image...whatever you want to come up with.
Include an image, too. If you can't get a photo of the actual print on your post, just choose another one online that has the same feeling or look.
Have a wonderful weekend! Thanks for all your hard work...We'll be back in the lab on Monday for you to finish up anything you don't get to today.
pillow/talk
Create a New Post on your blog and include your writing connected to the drawing of a pillow we looked at it in class on Monday. You might include your haiku, but also post a longer bit of prose. Try for about 150 words at least on this one. You can copy and paste the image from here, and if you'd like to, you can leave a comment on this post. I've included some writing I did below.
Last night before bed, I stepped out onto the front porch while Booker T. raced with a predatory growl towards the woods behind our house. I waited for him to return, a triumphant skip in his step telling me all was safe and sound thanks to him, and from there on the front steps I noticed there was no moon out, or at least not one I could see. A few stars dotted the sky but the yard was darker than usual and my big black dog crept back up beside me almost camouflaged.
I had been thinking of her off and on all day--my sweet Nanny who left us in June--and another round of loss swept through me there...no moonlight only made me miss her more. I scratched Booker's ears and cried, soft so that no one would hear, as if anyone was listening at that time of night.
I'll never be a little girl again.
I'll never see her shrug her shoulders
the way she always did.
I'll never see her handwriting on a
letter in my mailbox.
I'll never see her listening with interest
to my little boy's chatter the way she
always delighted in whatever I had to say.
I'll never see her again.
Ryan let Macauley sleep with us--a real treat on a school night--and with puffy eyes I slipped into the tiny sliver of our king size bed left for me, my son's now long legs tucked in close to mine and my big black dog in a ball at my feet, my husband miles of blankets and pillows away. Our room was dark and warm and I read only a few pages of my book before I floated into sleep.
And then, she was there...standing on my front walk, reaching out to me with a piece of paper in her hand. He was there, too, a few feet behind her and to the side in dark blue jeans and the striped shirt he had on in their only picture with Macauley when he was a baby. I grabbed her and squeezed her and cried for her to stay. She just stood there and let me, still holding the paper.
I blinked and turned to see the numbers on the clock pushing me to start another day. I stared at the ceiling, making myself remember seeing her, knowing how dreams come and go if you don't commit them to long-term memory...like so many days I spent with her or spent not with her...they just slip away.
I could have cried in the car this evening when I told Ryan on the way to dinner. He said maybe it was a sign but he didn't say of what. If I cry for her again tonight, will she be there on my front steps when I close my eyes?
Haiku:
When I close my eyes
she is standing on my sidewalk--
she knew I missed her.
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Dream Marks on My Pillow by Ana Lancu |
I had been thinking of her off and on all day--my sweet Nanny who left us in June--and another round of loss swept through me there...no moonlight only made me miss her more. I scratched Booker's ears and cried, soft so that no one would hear, as if anyone was listening at that time of night.
I'll never be a little girl again.
I'll never see her shrug her shoulders
the way she always did.
I'll never see her handwriting on a
letter in my mailbox.
I'll never see her listening with interest
to my little boy's chatter the way she
always delighted in whatever I had to say.
I'll never see her again.
Ryan let Macauley sleep with us--a real treat on a school night--and with puffy eyes I slipped into the tiny sliver of our king size bed left for me, my son's now long legs tucked in close to mine and my big black dog in a ball at my feet, my husband miles of blankets and pillows away. Our room was dark and warm and I read only a few pages of my book before I floated into sleep.
And then, she was there...standing on my front walk, reaching out to me with a piece of paper in her hand. He was there, too, a few feet behind her and to the side in dark blue jeans and the striped shirt he had on in their only picture with Macauley when he was a baby. I grabbed her and squeezed her and cried for her to stay. She just stood there and let me, still holding the paper.
I blinked and turned to see the numbers on the clock pushing me to start another day. I stared at the ceiling, making myself remember seeing her, knowing how dreams come and go if you don't commit them to long-term memory...like so many days I spent with her or spent not with her...they just slip away.
I could have cried in the car this evening when I told Ryan on the way to dinner. He said maybe it was a sign but he didn't say of what. If I cry for her again tonight, will she be there on my front steps when I close my eyes?
Haiku:
When I close my eyes
she is standing on my sidewalk--
she knew I missed her.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Your future's so bright...

...you've gotta wear shades. Have you heard that song before? Perhaps our guest speaker from The Art Institutes inspired you to pursue a creative career...maybe in writing or maybe in filmmaking or something else. There are, of course, lots of other schools that offer creative writing programs and there are several different directions you might take to work as a writer.
No matter what you see yourself doing down the road, take some time to do a New Post on your own blog and respond to the following questions:
No matter what you see yourself doing down the road, take some time to do a New Post on your own blog and respond to the following questions:
- discuss 2 interesting ideas from the presentation Monday
- ask 1 question about something discussed
- write about where you'd like to be in 1 year, 5 years, 10 years and 50 years (this might include careers or work, accomplishments, family and friends, homes, possessions, emotions, etc.)
- include at least one image that shows what you see in your future
- include the word "future" somehow in the title of your post
- if you'd like to put a link in your post the way I have with the words in purple (maybe to the college you're interested in or something else) I can show you how--you just highlight the word you want to be linked, click on the icon with the little green circle and chainlinks on the toolbar then copy and paste the url/web address of the page you're linking to...I usually change the text color of that word, too, just to be consistent
circle{s} of life
I hope you enjoyed the process of coloring the printed mandala designs in class on Thursday and then creating a circle of your own in your journal with elements from your own life that make you feel happy, centered, whole, yourself, etc. Mandalas are important to a variety of cultures, faiths and schools of thought...
You can create some interesting mandalas at this site. If you click on the asterisks, there is more information about the different elements.
Leave a brief but thoughtful comment on this post answering one or more of these questions:
You can create some interesting mandalas at this site. If you click on the asterisks, there is more information about the different elements.
Leave a brief but thoughtful comment on this post answering one or more of these questions:
- How or why do you think art could be used as therapy?
- Can you think of other pieces of or types of art that are connected to certain faiths, disciplines or movements?
- What elements/symbols did you include in your own mandala?
- What role does art play in your own life?
- If you could be any kind of artist, what would you be? Why?
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