Thursday, March 30, 2017

Window Poem

Road coming and going, yellow lines fly under me
trees become larger, while buildings fade
cars passing by on my left and the sky
sets on the right
I'm looking for answers and i need a place to think, I want to keep driving
sometimes there is a destination
most of the time there isn't
sun so bright i can barely see, music blaring, i continue to drive

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

6 word memoir

TRYING HARD TO BE THE SAME

Writers as readers

Whenever i read i like to be in a space by myself to where there are no distractions and so i play music as loud as i can. The genre of music doesn't really matter, its usually based off of what mood i'm in or what book i'm reading. I generally like mood lighting to help me focus a little better, like greens and blues and purples, not the harsh LED lights.
When i was born, a family friend who made children's books decided to make one about me. He used animated characters and my family and i were pandas. I remember being so intrigued by this book not only cause it was about me but the fact that it was made personally for me and there were no others like it. Whenever i started reading, i remember i always wanted to read this one and i memorized it word for word and i loved this book so much.
There's a book called All the Bright Places and as soon as i read the first page of the book i was hooked. I finished it in one day, which is unusual for me. I'm usually not into the "cheesy" romantic stereotypical books but this books have a lot of realistic relationship details to it and it has some quirky scenes in it. I was very interested cause this book doesn't sugar coat mental illness or tragedy and doesn't make it seem like love can conquer all. Its a very raw and very beautifully written book and it will always be one of my favorites.

Memorable Passage

“I think this is the ugliest place I’ve ever seen. Not just here. The whole state.” I hear my parents telling me not to be negative, which is funny because I’ve always been the happy one. It’s Eleanor who was moody. “I used to think that. But then I realized, believe it or not, it’s actually beautiful to some people. It must be, because enough people live here, and they can’t all think it’s ugly.” He smiles out at the ugly trees and the ugly farmland and the ugly kids as if he can see Oz. As if he can really, truly see the beauty that’s there. In that moment I wish I could see it through his eyes.”

Image result for map of indiana I like this passage because i understand what this character is trying to say. Once you've lived in a place for so long things start to become repetitive and boring. You start to see the people and see how shallow or how amazing people are and you can always spot the difference. Trees start to look basic and the flowers start to look unoriginal, everything has been seen and has been done. But even though you're used to it and you are bored of what you've seen not everyone is used to it. A lot of people look around and see things differently and see it as beautiful even if you don't. And sometimes i wish i could see the beauty of my hometown like other people do.