Hello my lovely readers, welcome back to my blog!
We have finally made it two weeks into English 100 and boy was I wrong about how easy I thought this class was going to be. Luckily, I feel like we can power through it. Enough of my ranting though, let’s get into the good stuff! This blog post is going to be focused on the reading “A fable for the living” by Kevin Brockmeier. I thought this was going to be boring, but this read was an emotional roller coaster. We were asked the question “How does the theme of this reading connect to your letter?” I think this story relates to my letter because throughout the whole reading the author was showing that the wife never gave up hope. Although I have fallen off with my writing my letter shows that I do have hope, that I will eventually get back to where I once was with my author self and put out the best version of my writing I can. Dear Patricia, My god, How long has it been? Four years? We used to talk everyday at West Virginia University. We were best friends since the 5th grade, inseparable even. We wrote in a journal together everyday about how our day went and how we were feeling about the day we had. We wrote stories together, we even tried to get into poetry.. What happened? Lately, things don’t seem to be the same between us. Was it the partying? Failing out of school? My toxic friendships and peer pressure to fit in that made us separate so quickly? I can picture in my mind the last time we saw each other, like it was yesterday. We were sitting on queens ridge mountain, watching the sun go down and thinking about our life paths. Ever since that day its as though I climbed back down the mountain and you just stayed there to keep watching the sun everyday. I left you with no survival skills and no equipment to get back down with me or even climb to the top on your own. Ever since I left West Virginia we disintegrated, it’s like we never even knew each other. I guess I don’t only have you to blame though, communication is a two way street and we both took a one way route. I wanted to reach out and apologize for leaving you and not looking back, for not trying to get in contact, and for avoiding you when you tried to make an appearance. Our journal took me out of some dark, sad and unexplained days, days only you and I knew about. I don’t want to dwell on the past anymore, so here is what we're going to do to fix this relationship. I want to come back to queens ridge to find you and bring you to the top with me this time. When you want to come to light I will bring you to that light, if you have something on your mind that you cannot explain to others or you are stressed we will sit down and write about it like the old days. Finally, we are going to stay in contact, and I mean that. It has been hell trying to find you again and you are finally coming back. I would really like it if you stayed along for the ride. I like our talks and vent sessions, it calms me; keeps me at peace. So please.. If i bring you back into my world.. Will you stay? Sincerely, Ashley Gaylor
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Sabatino
2/1/2020 07:06:53 am
CIF.
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2/6/2020 11:04:15 am
I like how you acknowledge the fact that peer pressure and negative influences guided you away from your author-self / own person in your childhood. I personally believe that taking accountability is one of the first steps to leadership.
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Bill Lewis
2/8/2020 05:23:52 pm
I like how you recognize the reasons for your separation from your author self, and also when you last “saw” her.
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