POV rewrite

The office is entirely dark except for the one solitary speck of light shimmering from the office of the CEO. “My very ambitious assistant has discovered some interesting figures” a cool shadow whispers while watching the CEO panic through the window across the street.

 A frantic shout bellows from the other line “it’s happened before, they can’t pin anything on us!” The CEO is trying to reassure himself.

 “I’m tired of these games! We barely made it through the last investigation, how can you be so ignorant?” the shadow places a sweaty palm against a picture of his vacation home purchased with the embezzled money.

Biography of my protagonist

Andrews is a sort of loner. His ambitions on working his way up the corporate ladder have lead him to a stable job working as an accountant at a firm that handles important clients. His ambition also has its downfalls. He neglects his relationships with his family (he only has his parents, no siblings) and pushes people away that become close to him. However this doesn't make him immoral, he has high regard for the law. Andrews has had luck with women but has never met one with the same drive for success as himself. He grew up in the inner city, attending sub par public schools. However he attended an Ivy League university and earned his masters degree in accounting.

Short Story Goals

When I begin writing my short story I have one specific goal in mind and that is to provide a story that a reader can follow, but not to beat them over the head with a perfectly lined out plot. I will do this by changing point of views, using dialogue and giving my story a fast pace. I hope that these techniques will give an exciting plot but not re veil too much without the reader thinking critically.

Perfect Day

Wake up 9am
Make a good breakfast for me and my girlfriend
Take my dog to the lake and spend some time fishing off the dock
Have a picnic lunch with a few friends
Take a dip in the lake to cool off
Build a campfire, sing songs and tell stories until we can't keep our eyes open any longer

New Conversation

Girl: "What were you thinking?"
Boy: "I don't know I wasn't thinking"
Girl: "Do your parents know?"
Boy: "I honestly don't know how to tell them"
Girl: "This could get out of hand fast"
Boy: "Its my problem you don't need to worry about it"
Girl: "You always let your stubbornness get in the way!"

Things I'm Proud of

1. family
2. eagle scout
3. friends
4. church life
5. fraternity
6. brotherhood
7. my personality
8. my school
9. paying for school
10. staying motivated
11. attendance
12. organization
13. ability to talk to others
14. ability to make people understand me
15. using big words
16. my sense of humor
17. knowing when to use humor
18. not taking things too far
19. knowing when to keep a secret
20. knowing when to tell a secret
21. my house
22. homecoming
23. my car
24. paying for my car
25. my independence
26. being well traveled
27. seeing the beauty in nature
28. knowing where to find beauty in difficult places
29. my future
30. my plans
31. my dreams
32. my dog
33. love for my close friends and family
34. sensitivity
35. being my self
36. my history
37. tradition
38. ancestry
39. perserverance
40. will power
41. leadership
42. productivity
43. the constant need to improve
44. being fun
45. caring for others
46. caring for god
47. Phi Sigma Kappa
48. sports
49. being able to eat a lot
50. being the coolest kid on campus

Nature Prose Piece

. One wrong step.... Bushes become quiet as the squirells pause their argument. The birds hide away as the huge eye in the atmosphere turns his focus toward me. Wind seeses to exist as if it waits for the balance of nature to be restored. Even the insects forget about their songs, escaping to the bushes untill all is normal again.

Follow That Cab!

This piece of creative nonfiction was interesting because of its modern themes. Not many creative nonfiction pieces that I have read do not use modern things such as iPads or computers. When reading this I never got the idea it was a personal essay or personal interest story, however I suppose I could see where someone might think that. This piece had to much creativity just to be considered a re-cap of previous events.

Exercise 3

1.I'll lose focus
2.poetry
3.a preacher or something
4.a novel
5.an important part of culture
6.important to show how the world really is
7.branching out
8.more important than I think
9.dance music
10.classy

Exercise 2

1.hotwheels
2.pokemon
3.pinokio
4.fish
5.sleep more
6.watch a movie
7.guitar
8.a lot
9.?
10important.

Exercise 1

Hobbies:
-surfing
-diving
-racing
-boating
-painting

Classes:
-botany
-trap shooting
-fishing
-golf
-racket ball

Fun things I'll never do
-bungee jump
-go in a submarine
-hunt bear
-run a marathon
-live in another country

Things I used to enjoy:
-hotwheels
-pokemon
-bike
-football
-video games

Funny things to try:
-Streak
-jump in Colden pond
-talk in an accent
-karaoke
-dress like a woman in public

New Country

Assimilating to other cultures and ways of life is something that I could never do. Where I come from has such a profound effect on who I am as a person that I could never abandon these cultural norms. This doesn't make me intolerant, rather it shows how native people from any country or province hold on to cultural aspects from home no matter how hard they try to erase them. You can run from your past as much as you want to but it will always follow you wherever you go.

Nature

Trickling water. The wind blowing between the trees. Rustling of creatures in the leaves while the sky watches from above. The squirrels quarreling in the bushes. One wrong step ruins the whole scene. Birds moving from canopy to canopy above. Grass swaying in the breeze. Insects singing in the distance.

Response Blog

I just finished reading a blog post by John Wallace where he gave an extremely descriptive and interesting biography. While reading it I felt like the fake biography actually represented real events in someones life. The most enjoyable part about this piece was the very personal details that were included in this story.

Biography

At around six foot four and probably around two hundred pounds the young man from the conversation I listened to was about my size. After the conversation with the girl in the Union he returned to his room and began to watch T.V. instead of working on his homework. He has never been someone that spends an exponential amount of time on his studies and spends most of his time chasing girls. However his grades do not reflect his lack of effort. His ability to talk his way out of situations and work under pressure allow him to keep his head above water as far as academics. The way he acts around people is sometimes crude and obnoctious. Despite this he still has the ability to make friends and be a relatively popular.

During my semi creepy eavesdropping session I began to listen to a young man and girl talk about bran cereal. The boy started with saying how bran cereal "makes his poop regular". The girl discussed how she didn't care for the raisins in Raisin Bran while the boy asked her why she didn't just buy bran flakes with no raisins. The boy proceeded to pass gas rather loudly as the girl shrieked with disgust.

A Day at the Game

Its difficult to try and believe "its just a game" when I first attended a Football game at Arrowhead stadium. The invigorating shouts and cheers of the energized crowd reminds me of the legendary battles I've read about it Roman Coliseums. As the epic battles rage below on the field, the aroma of various foods and drink lure crowds of people to boisterous vendors looking to sell there array of grub. Fans of both teams curse and shout playful insults to one another with the losing teams fans usually feeling speechless after the game concludes. After the stadium clears the celebration continues in the parking lot. As some fans clear the premises others stay and continue the festivities. At the end of it all I love to watch all of the other genuine and loyal fans stay until the sun sets over the downtown Kansas City skyline. For myself and all of the other fans like me its not "just a game" its an experience that each of us cherish every time we have the privilege to attend the celebration on Sundays.

When I was in the eighth grade a significant decision was made in my life. My family decided to move away from our old home and in to a new one. As we packed up my things I realized that this was an oportunity to make new friends and new experiences. I couldn't wait to go to my new school and find new and exciting things about my new home.

Tragedy

When I was in the eighth grade a significant decision was made in my life. My family decided to move away from our old home and in to a new one. As we packed up my things I realized that I was moving away from everyone I loved and everything I cared about. Moving in to the new place made me feel alone and lost and I missed my old home terribly.

Writer Introduction

Hi my name is Kevin Boren! I'm a sophomore at Northwest and am excited for another great year! I enjoy reading, writing, hanging out with friends, partying, and getting involved. As a writer I have always been a person who doesn't stray from telling you what is on my mind. I believe you should write without censors and take whatever criticism you receive and make yourself better. I hope to use this blog to share my ideas and constantly work on becoming a better writer.