Tuesday, January 19, 2010
2nd Semester
Sunday, January 3, 2010
The Treatment
Ordinary world: Charlotte Broom lives in London, England with her Boyfriend Collin Pilkington. Charlotte lives in a small apartment where the radiator doesn't work, the toilet keeps clogging, and the washer is broken. Charlotte is striving to become a writer and Collin is a police officer.
Call to Adventure: The serial Killer has killed again. She has decided to write a mystery involving the killer and a detective name Jon shepherd. Her publisher has called and told her she has a deadline of 3 months. The pressure is on.
Refusal of the call: Collin fears for Charlottes life and asks her not to write about it. Charlotte when she writes has to investigate things and Collin worries that, that could bring unwanted attention of the killer. Charlotte refuses to listen to him and states that she only has 3 months to write her book.
Meeting with the Mentor: Charlotte meets up with an old friend on the force. Harry clark is a PI called into for advice on the killer. He talks to Charlotte about the killer who they are calling The Guy Fawkes.
Crossing the Threshold: Charlotte gets her first one on one time with The Guy Fawkes. He had snuck into her house and trashed it. This time she is ticked off. She makes her way down to the police station where she is placed under protective care.
Test,allies,Enemies: Charlotte meets up with Harry Clark, the PI, She goes through the process of catching the killer. She pairs up with Collin to catch him.
Approach: The killer has killed again and again and the police are doubting they can ever catch him. Charlotte writes all of them into the book. That brings some moral back up but they still doubt themselves.
Ordeal: The Guy Fawkes kidnaps Charlotte and holds her hostage while ordering the police to let him leave. Guy promises to return Charlotte relatively unharmed if they agree to his terms.
Reward: Charlotte escapes through skill and luck and ends up helping to catch the killer.
The Road Back: When Charlotte helped the Police catch the Killer she got pretty banged up and she was placed into the hospital. Where she only has a couple more weeks to finish her book.
Resurrection: When she is released from the hospital and goes back to her crappy apartment she has only a few more weeks till her book has to be done. She puts in her book all the experiences and trials she had faced in the last couple months.
Return with Elixir: Charlotte finishes her book and gives it to the publisher. she then has all the time in the world to relax and heal up. The experiences though will never be forgotten.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Heroes Journey
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Gifts
I sit at the computer and read how she only has weeks left. The incomprehensible thought of how she will never see her daughters get married. Or her son enter Jr. High. Pain floods every portion of my body as tears of loss run down my face. Why did this happen to us? Thoughts run through my head of how this could only happen to 1 in like 30 billion people. It had to happen to her though. The worst cancer someone can get and it had to happen to her. I write an email telling how sorry I am but I erase it. It’s terrible. I start another but erase that one as well. I think of our own mortality and how something can seem insignificant like watching a movie or reading a book because you know that it doesn't matter cause you will die anyways. It doesn't seem fair that others can enjoy another Christmas or Thanksgiving but you don't get to. Not fair at all. I stand from the computer and leave the room too overwhelmed to stay in there. Walking aimlessly anywhere my feet decide. I find my self in my room and I am crying but I don't remember getting there. I fall to my bed and weep. Sobs tearing at my chest. To feel no pain would be heaven. Not to feel the loss of someone you love. I lay and cry for uncountable amount of time. Slowly and unwillingly I finally slip into sleep. I awake groggy and confused. Wishing I knew where I am and what I am doing there. Suddenly I remember as it all floods back in. I think to myself how she wouldn't want me to feel like this. She would want me to be happy and know that she is at peace with this. But I say crap to that. How could one be ok with dying? I don't understand. But try to cause the greatest gift I can give is to be at peace as well. To understand the she is with her family now and that is all that matters and we should take it for what its worth.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Love Poem
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Me
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I Remember.......
I remember Ice Cream at DQ
I remember the smell of coffee and the soft pages against my skin
I remember the rain
I remember the stories and games late at night
I remember the horrid green couches that no matter what you did you would slide off
I remember the flashing lights and sounds from the fireworks on July 4th
I remember dinner with everyone
I remember the cold water of the lake and the warmth of the sand
I remember The football games in the cold water
I remember the long days in the Park looking for animals
I remember the bears
I remember the Rodeo
I remember the fear as we run from the dark and what lives in it
I remember the window
I remember the heat
I remember the hope of a better day
I remember the fish and of fishing
I remember the Eagles
I remember the long ride and the reward of getting there
I remember Howard spring and the cool water
I remember the end and the goodbyes
I remeber the memories