Nadya Hand
(23 NOV 1986- 15 MAR 2019)
On my headstone rests a sleeping woman
Her head lying on a stack of books,
And her marble hands stained with ink from the pen
That dangles between her fingers.
All through my life I was writing,
Writing stories of fiction to the outside world
Knowing all along that they were only stories of a
Remarkable
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Pinching someone on the birthday. Heh.
I sat down and typed these up in a matter of half and hour (before the deadline of the course, of course....) and hoped it would work for the best. The First one was modeled after Edgar Lee Master's Spoon river Anthology, and it was the one I was most interested in. The second one was a personal constitution outlining all the things which should be important to me (should, not are... that's why cleanliness and independence are kind of afterthoughts...) and the last one was a persuasive essay, using the writing trait of Voice. This is my typical debate voice... and you're right... if I were to really send this off to a person of high authority, I would use much more diplomatic voice. But since I'm not... what the hell?
I really like the fact that you actually respond with some valid information and tips, instead of the "Dude, this rox" that normally happens (and doesn't improve my writing one bit...) Self-important jerks are the ones who are making my writing better. *tips hat* thank you.
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You _are_ a wonderful writer, you know.
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