Give me a story and I'll give you my heart

AHHHH okay now writing about fiction is something I can get into. So I know last post I ranted a little with my dislike of poetry, but I love fiction! Whether it is writing about fiction or actually writing it.

Obviously as a creative writing major if I have a choice I love writing fiction. I wouldn't consider myself a writer in any respect. I admit it the only time I actually sit and write a story is when somebody tells me I need to. That being said, I will say I am a storyteller. I think it is inevitable that when you teach English (especially if you are teaching younger kids) part of getting your students into what they are learning is about being able to at the very least be able to re- tell a story really well. I really do love creating crazy fiction worlds and getting to direct what happens in them through my story. A great story is just such a thrill! I will admit it though- I can get really jealous of authors. It really doesn't matter if it a published author or reading what Roshni just wrote, if I read a story with an amazing plot and great characters I get really bummed that I didn't write it first, and jealous that the author could think of something so amazing. (You hear that J.K Rowlings! I am very jealous of you!!!)

If you had asked me six months ago how I felt about writing about fiction I would have said it's boring, but something I can handle. After this semester (especially with 465) I actually am really digging writing about what I read, getting the opportunity to place my own theories onto a published piece. Not only do I enjoy it more, but also having the knowledge of how to write about literature really influences you when it comes time to actually write fiction.

Okay so I think that is about all I can say- what can I say I just love reading- tell me a good story and you've got me for life (or at least a good minute or two...) Hey if you don't believe me check out the back of my car...


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So first I read some myths, then I wrote some myths. Now I reflect back on how I feel about it all.... Reading the myths I was impressed by what I read. Most of the myths were not only incredibly insightful, but used plot and character to relay morals in ways I am fairly certain I would not be able to do.
Sure the Indians lived in primitive caves, and had some strange rituals, but they definitely knew how to work out a good story.
Now came the time where I needed to write my own myth- then I really saw the true genius in those ancient stories. I knew I wanted to explain how something came to be, but I really could not figure out how. I can only imagine hundreds of years ago some little boy coming over to his grandfather and asking how those mountains came to be. That is some creative thinking they did!!! I know that this is what those tribes really believed and it wasn't just some quickly concocted story to appease a grand kid- but still you have to admire the creativity way these native people viewed the world. I suppose part of my awe comes from the fact that I know why the seasons change, and to think that there is some goddess taken to the underworld once a year is a little ridiculous, but still.. I can't help but see the creativity those people must have possessed to be able to see their world that way.
I think when it finally comes to when I teach these are important ideas to relay to my students- yeah their explanation my seem crazy now, but think about what information was available then, now think about what they created with it. Pretty cool.
Writing my myth was difficult- I must have changed my topic six times, but in the end I really like my results. I think it was because I finally just let go and had to do what all those old tribes did- take a ridiculous thing and find some ridiculous reason for it, then say it in an interesting way. I don't mean to brag, but I think my final myth turned out pretty darn cool.

To write poetry or write about poetry... that is the question!

Now what is the answer? Well, the two are very different for me. I love creative writing and short stories, but poetry is another story. when you are telling a story outright as an author you get to tell every detail; you get lines and lines to explain who everyone is why they are there, and why they are wearing that ugly Hawaiian shirt. While there are exceptions, in poetry pages devoted to character development are generally frowned on. Poetry also has the drawback of all of those rules. for me it's difficult to enjoy writing poetry when I feel like I constantly need to worry about if my lines rhyme or the iambic pentameter is working. I enjoy the creativity in poetry, but I think I'll stick to the creative writing.
When it comes to writing about poetry I am actually far more positive. While sitting down and writing about a poem is really not the first thing that comes to mind when I want to have fun, I really do enjoy writing about a poem. When I write about poetry I take more time to sit and look at a poem. while normally I may just do a quick read of a poem and then move on, when I am writing about a poem I am forced to take a better, more careful look at the poem, which is a good thing. The writing makes me consider word choice and style; soon I can really see the brilliance behind a poem. I am truly in awe of a poet who can convey the same story I am trying to write, but can do it in clear short stanzas and not long, rambling paragraphs like me. Because it helps me appreciate the poetry I really dislike writing I would much rather write about poetry then write poetry.

Greetings class I am Rachel Erinn Bobrosky, and yes there should be two n's. As you may have guessed I am Jewish, but I didn't really drop out of Hebrew school. In fact I did have a Bat Mitzvah... There was dancing and Manschevitz, just ask and I'd be happy to show you pictures. I am an Aeries who enjoys long walks on the beach and roller blading.... actually, no, I don't really like the beach and I am super accident prone so the roller blading is not a good idea either.

I come from a huge family of teachers. Both of my parents, aunts, uncles, grandparent- all teachers. It is because of this fact the one thing I did NOT want to be growing up was a teacher, I wanted to be something a little more flashy.... like a traffic control person. After being told by the traffic control school I would never make it in "the biz" , I finally had to sit down and think about what really made me happy. In all seriousness I love being able to teach kids and interact with them on a daily basis.... something I learned in high school when I actually taught hebrew school. I left teaching hebrew school when I graduated to go to college and more importantly fulfill my life long dream of working at the baby gap.
Before I continue I must mention the one true love in my life. Roshni Dastur. Roshni and I met in professor Athey's class, and from that day on my life has never been the same. We connect on so many levels, particularly when we realized we both had parents who teach and a love for the gryffindor quidditch captain Oliver Wood. For the past three years my best moments have been spent with Roshni. Some of the highlights include becoming godmother to her beautiful cat Bubbles, getting horribly lost in Mexico, and learning exactly what the phrase "it's my birthday!" really means in an unforgettable experience at Tokyo Delves. Without her my life would be incomplete.
And now on to the blog questions!....
One of my biggest fears about teaching is that I am a horrible disciplinarian. I have a tendency to have a really hard time getting angry at students when they deserve it. I have this horrible image of a classroom right out of animal house. I became a teacher, as I said before, because I love working with kids... there is just something so great about that day to day interaction. My biggest hope is that I can be the kind of teacher that I have been lucky enough to experience. I see technology and teaching as inseparable.... much like me and Roshni.

Well, I suppose that is enough for now.... I can't think of witty conclusion, so ......
Rachel