Showing posts with label teacher. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teacher. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

It's Tuesday.

Therefore IDOL!!!!!

Adam Lambert is the most amazing person to come out of that show, and you know how much I love David Cook. I have a wall of David.

I would like to clarify that I will never have a wall of Adam, but I most likely would have voted for Adam if he was on last season, while secretly stock piling pictures of David Cook.

Oh Wow! I am a dork. But seriously, Adam Lambert soooo amazing.

Today I argued with my writing teacher over The Catcher in the Rye. Over whether or not it is a book about a teenager forced upon teens, or a book for teenagers, forced upon them by teachers who think it will be good for them.

Now I love Holden Caulfied and all of his messed up ways and wanting to know about the ducks peeks my interest, but honestly, its a book aimed toward adults. In 1951 there wasn't a teen fiction genre. And today, because the protagonist is a sixteen year old boy wondering around NYC, and because it was forced upon them as sixteen year olds, English teacher make us read it.

I didn't get it when I was 16, I didn't get anything when I was 16, I still wanted Harry and Hermione to get together when I was 16 (talk about confused!). To have to think about and analyze the life of a kid as messed up as Holden was 50 or 60 years ago is almost too much for a kid today to do. Not saying that teenagers as a whole are stupid (I just don't want them in my cafe eating my food when I have to go to class in a half hour), in fact most teenagers are smarter than many people believe. I have cousins, they way smarter than I was when I was their age.


My teacher wouldn't listen to my argument, because the first thing I said was "John Green said in an article in the Indy Star..." (linkage:http://www.indy.com/posts/meet-novelist-screenwriter-youtube-sensation-john-green)

I thought that having a, you know, award winning author back up my statements would make what i was saying better, but I honestly should have known better. He thinks that my reading view is strictly on John Green and Maureen Johnson, because that's what I've been reading lately (and because of John's videos I feel like I know him kind of).

I've read the classic "teen" books and I think they are missing what the more modern ones have, like that connection between what is happening in the characters life to the teens life. So much happened to Holden it's almost too much to take, but then someone like Margo Roth Spiegelman or Ginny in Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes has just enough complicated in their life that it connects more the reader, makes us want to know more.

Holden Caufield has this, but not for a 16 year old. It took me three times reading it before I got the big parts of the symbolism and themes and stuff.

I'm not trying to say The Catcher in the Rye is a bad book. It's a great book, a classic coming-of-age novel. BUT we shouldn't be forced to read it by teachers. It ruins the book.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

complaining, cuz that's what I do best.

I am writing a novel, link here: http://www.webook.com/project/From-the-Center-of-Our-Universe

I'm partly doing it for a class I'm taking, but I also really love this story idea so I've been building on it. I think it's working out nicely. I have 14 posted chapters and a prologue on webook. I suggest you check it out and leave comments. I enjoy criticism.

However, I do not enjoy this kind of criticism: one that tells me that the entire point of my novel (What you miss in a person's eyes if you only look at how pretty they are and not what they are trying to say) is over stated because I talk about eyes too much. THIS IS THE EFFIN' POINT OF THE WHOLE EFFIN' NOVEL. But apparently symbols and motifs aren't good literature now-a-days.

ALSO on my edited draft the teacher circled the words "dirty blond" and wrote cliche. WTF is cliche about a hair color? I'll tell you: nothing, because its a hair color, not a cliche. hqityietyurweit <- that is anger.

I can understand saying "He appeared to weigh 98 pounds soaking wet," is cliche, because it is, but what he doesn't see, is that the story is being told through the eyes of a, yes fairly bright, but still, 17 year old girl. I have to be in her world and speak like she speaks to make the story work, I can't say ridiculously profound things every other sentence because people don't speak that way, especially 17 year old girls.

I'll have more to complain about on Thursday after class when I read more. Because he's going to be annoyed with the symbolism of the whole seen and how I only have a name for one chapter and feel the need to keep it that way.