1. The essay I chose to blog about was called lenses. At the beginning she is talking about algae and how it looked to watch them under a microscope. Then she transitions to talking about watching swans and then at the end she connects the two and talks about how they look similar in certain instances. When I read the first paragraph I was not expecting a story about how algae and swans look. I was more expecting a life lesson. Something about the first line you get use to looking through lenses it is an acquired skill. I thought she was going to use this sentence and reinforce with life story's and how everything worth having you have to get use to so give it time. I like the way she describes how the algae would respond to drying up. How she explains the edges of the water drying up and then how once the drop dried up how they would get stuck in their last and final position. How ever I do think she could have done a better job describing the swans. 
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  2. The story I decided to write about was live wire on page 67 of the maps to no where book. This story is very short but a lot of the time I find there are a lot of details shoved into the smaller shorter stories. The author is very descriptive about how the wire moves and how everyone reacts to the danger. He specifically calls it a black tendril and a bright braid of exposed copper scraping the side walk erupting with sparks, everyone watching them flair and die. It really conveys what the scene looked like he could have just said it was a down wore but he went above and beyond to describe how this specific wire looked like and painted a clear picture in our heads. He goes on to say the night air turned amniotic streets extended like arteries everyone quiet everyone amazed everyone certain that they'd heard their name. At first this sentence was really lost on me. I had no idea what he ment but upon further inspection maybe he was trying to say that everyone was born again in that moment turning the streets into the womb with amniotic fluid because they had had a near death expireance and near death expireanced typically lead to thankfulness to be alive and a revaluation of life which leads to the birth of a new life. 
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  3. This is in response to half a grapefruit. My first initial thought was that the author used a lot of description to get the reader to see what the person in the story was seeing. The story talks about these two girls flo and rose and some of the expireances they have together. The part that stuck out most to me was when flo saw the women with cancer and her nose started bleeding. The author gave a good description of the women with cancer and how her nose bleed.
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  4. What I have learned about fiction.
    I Probably started learning about fiction in elementary school. I was always told that I could write about anything in fiction. I could make up fake characters with fake powers. It was just away to let your imagination go wild and express yourself. Structurally I was taught that that it was the same as many other types if writing. It still needs to be spelled correctly with a beginning, middle, and end. You need to stay on topic and try hard to get your message across. It always seemed to be peoples favorite type of writing I always knew it was for me. When you see someone pull something straight from their imagination you get to see a little bit of who they are, and what makes them tick. 
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  5.      The poem I chose to write about was the poem entitled untitled on page 117 of city eclogue. I chose this poem for two reasons. One because he used a regular font and an italicized font, and two because of the name of the poem untitled. I think that's a really interesting title and it stands out to me.
         Originally I had to read the poem a couple times to try and understand it. I still don't quite understand. Personally I took it as the outside world is so beautiful but we most of the time chose to stay inside. But then I read the line a smoke dust empties the sky of its blue. This made me think more along the lines of pollution. We are ruining our beautiful environment with beautiful blue skies.
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  6.         The poem I chose to write about was the dim lady sonnet. I actualy really do not like this poem. I think the writer is trying to illustrate that his love is ordinary and that she is nothing special but he loves her anyways. Personally this is not a light I would want my liver to portray me in. I feel like there is nothing ordinary about love or at least the great loves.
            Also there were a few parts in the poem that confused me I can't quite rap my head around what they mean when they say I love to hear her rap, yet I am aware that  Muzak has a hipper beat.
            The writer also says that if her mop were slinkys dish water slinkys would grow on her noggin. This line really confused me but after thinking about it I thing the writer was trying to describe her hair color as a dirty dish water blonde.
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  7.         In response to the poem geology of water by Maureen Seaton from Reginald Shepards wrong the poem was over all very well written. It had many of the components needed to make a successful poem.  She was very descriptive and really got the readers to see what she was talking about. She uses many metaphors to help drive home the description of  what she is talking about.
            My favorite part of the poem was when she said if I bent closer I can hear him drown, a man made out if water whose words arise like bubbles to the surface : something survives in every carbonaceous molecule. At first glance I thought she was simpily describing someone in plain old water. But beyond further inspection I interpreted it as a man who is not drown in water but in life. I feel as though the man is trying to tell his loved ones he needs help and it's obvious because every carbonaceous molecule is laced with survival. But alas they just don't seem to get it and he just keeps losing that survival with every breath he releases. 
            She also says it's true the sea grew old here and here it left its will to live a testement to what it couldn't take back couldn't help but keep. It drank itself and sank for good. Wash the Sea and wring it clean ocean ocean till there's no water left. I feel she is also hinting to the same feelings that she described in the previous segment I mentioned. 
            I really like this poem it is very deep and descriptive. I would defiantly suggest that people read it and I would defiantly show it to my friends.
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  8.      I have defiantly had a wonderful relationship with writing through out my life. For the most part writing come easy for me there seems to be no disconnect between my brain and my fingers. The words always seem to flow effortlessly out of me. In high school I was on staff for the high school newspaper. I was in charge of the opinion section. My favorite things to write about are informational pieces. My favorite thing in the whole world to write about is Chernobyl. I love doing the readership and taking all the different facts and making them onto a really awesome paper.
         Writing had been passed down from generation to generation in my family. My mom has always encouraged me to write down everything that I feel. When my mom was little she always wrote poetry and short stories. To her surprise without even telling me about her writing in the past I began to write just the same as she had.
         As for what I would like to practice in this class there isn't anything specific. I Would just like to share what I write and be given constructive criticism on how I could get better.
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  9. My name is Destiny Snyder. I'm not quite sure what I want to major in but I am slowly figuring it out. What I do know is  that I want to do something with animals. I am a huge cat  lover. I own two cats currently there names are Luna Belle and Nikita.  When I am not on campus I am in a small city out side of Detroit called Hazel Park.  My favorite color is orange and my favorite food is hamburger macaroni.  I am pretty easy to get along with but I will defiantly stand up for what I believe in  if need be. I look forward to this class and all the potential wonderful relationships I could make.
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