Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Roam: Minneapolis and Mankato, Minnesota

As many of you may be aware, I'm spending the summer teaching in Denver for the Institute of Reading Development, the same program I worked for two years ago in Seattle. I love this job because though I'm certainly not called to be a teacher, the program spouts all the same ideals about the formative power of the written word that I've been spouting for years. In other words, it's my corporate kindred spirit.

The other reason I love this job is my other passion: travel. The program takes place in cities all across the nation, and I can choose a new city I've never lived in (hence my current placement in Denver) to work. They also have a habit of calling their teachers up and asking them to fly across the nation to teach extra classes. My summer in Seattle, they sent me to North Carolina for four weeks: perhaps one of the best months of my life. I met the wonderful Williams family on one of my flights, and before I knew it, I was staying at their beach house on the NC coast, eating hush puppies and teasing Blackbeard's ghost...

This summer I accepted their offer to be a Substitute Teacher in Denver, and soon enough, last week I was off to Minneapolis, MN with just a few days notice. I couldn't be more excited, for one particular reason:

Betsy. 

It's no secret that I love to read. It's no secret that reading was practically my whole life as a child. And it's also no secret that there are some characters in some books that become such a part of yourself you can't even remember where you leave off and your favorite character begins...

In the tradition of Louisa May Alcott (Little Women) and L.M. Montgomery (Anne of Green Gables), Maud Hart Lovelace wrote 10 books chronicling her life in Mankato, Minnesota during the turn of the 20th Century in fictional style. I first read the Betsy-Tacy Books in third grade. Betsy is short, stout, brown-haired and bossy. She loves to read, wants to be a writer and loves her family more than anything. Sound familiar? Tacy Kelly is Betsy's best friend. She's red-haired, shy, beautiful and gets married first. (My sister-in-law and best friend Kelley Dawson is so the Tacy to my Betsy, trust me). The books grow as Betsy does: the first 4 are the stories of Betsy and Tacy as young girls, the next 4 are accounts of Betsy's High School years and the last 2 cover Betsy's trip around Europe and her first year of marriage. The books are beautifully written and heartbreakingly honest. I've reread these books a hundred times, learning more and more from them as I grow older and older. Betsy has never felt like a woman living a century ago to me. Betsy is everything a young girl could ask for: a companion in struggle, a role model, and wonderfully human. Whether heartbroken or having the time of her life, Betsy is undeniably real. Folks, I'm here to say, if I wasn't such a devout Catholic and didn't believe in reincarnation, I think I was Betsy in my past life.  

Upon landing in Minneapolis, I immediately took the gorgeous hour and a half drive down to Mankato to see the Betsy and Tacy houses, kept up by the Betsy-Tacy Society. The houses were closed, but I didn't care.


I had chills the entire time was I there. I'm surprised I didn't cry. I can never express how much these books mean to me, how much they meant to me as a young girl, how much they mean to me now. This heroine was a comfort, an inspiration, a role model and a friend. I intend on thanking Maud Hart Lovelace just as soon as I get to heaven.

Everything in Mankato is just how she described it: down to the layout of her neighborhood, the bench she and Tacy used to sit on, and the Big Hill behind her yellow house that they used to climb. I prowled around the houses looking in the windows, climbed the Big Hill, and snapped more pictures than I had memory space for.

The whole trip was worth it just for that. But good fortune has never come in singular moments for me. I took the beautiful drive back up to Minneapolis, and found the city had its own sights to offer. Each evening after sunset, the northern sky turned a delicate shade of sea-green. There was a crescent moon. I swear that both evenings, no matter where I went in the city, there was the smell of campfire.

Saturday I visited Minnehaha Park and saw Minnehaha Falls at sunset. Afterwards, as I drove home, right by that crescent moon, there were fireworks, just up until the moment I parked my rental car, and went into my hotel, ready to go back to Denver.



Wednesday, February 16, 2011

How-To: Write an Essay

As an English major and tutor, I get asked to look over a lot of essays. Research papers, literature analysis, in-class finals...even in college, friends and acquaintances asked me for advice on writing and essay construction almost weekly.
On occasion, I performed a courtesy...a mere case of peer-editing for a fellow English major: my notes were more about preference than correction. However, most of the requests were not from such experienced writers, and my editing was accompanied by shock at the abounding deficiencies in my fellow student's writing skills; students I knew to be both intelligent and capable.

The frustrating thing about writing skills is that many of them are instinct. There are a few specific, iron-clad rules: yes. But much of the art of constructing a perfect essay comes down to simple finesse. And without even an awareness of these few rules, this finesse is impossible to acquire.

With each essay I now edit, I thank the heavens for my private all-girls school, where the English program taught me all the major and minor ways to improve my writing. Sometimes I don't know where to begin when I get a new piece to edit. I open the document and feel a little bit sick to my stomach (no hyperbole, I assure you). The basic rules of writing are so abysmally absent that mere coherence becomes the object of my revisement, rather than excellence.

I am convinced that a disastrous essay is the result of poor training. So for the benefit of those who sit down to write an essay and feel at a complete loss...



Key things to remember when writing an Essay:

1. Meaning: I swear to God that English teachers today forget to explain to their students that the point of writing an essay is communicating a point! Many of my students only have some vague idea of what their point is and an even vaguer idea of how to communicate it. The result is meandering, confused ramblings, in which threads of thought are followed, left and picked up paragraphs later, causing a reader both confusion and disgust.
The point of an essay must always be found in its thesis. Although my high school students know that a thesis is important, few of them actually know why it is important. The point of an essay is to prove or disprove something, and the thesis is where a writer makes his or her claim about what they will prove or disprove. An essay hangs upon its thesis much as a dress hangs upon its hanger in the closet.
Writing an essay is about stating your opinion, proving your opinion, about saying what you want to say! . That is your purpose. Essays are only as good as their meaning.

"But I don't have anything to say!" reply my students. Fine. In these cases, simplicity is best. Pick the simplest, most obvious premise to prove, and prove it. Clarity is a writer's best friend. A complicated, fascinating analysis of that novel or of this historical time period is for those who can write complicated, fascinating sentences without losing clarity. The meaning is the most vital aspect of an essay. Don't sacrifice it for interest or vanity by trying to write beyond your skill level. Stop trying to sound smart and just say what you mean (Without oversimplifying it tooooo much. This isn't grade school.)
I wrote a few perfectly boring papers in college that nonetheless were simple and clear. These unfailingly earned me A's. This approach is particularly helpful for in-class essays or timed writing, when a there is no room for extensive thought on a complex thesis. Take the the obvious premise, and use your time to your best advantage by proving it simply and thoroughly. Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.

2. Structure: An essay without structure is a body without bones. All the material is present, yet nothing can fit together correctly.
Initially, stick with the Classic Construction: 5 paragraphs: an introductory paragraph, 3 body paragraphs and a conclusion.
The introduction should sum up what you will be discussing the paper. Introduce the idea of the theme you'll be working with. Give context. Your thesis should be the last sentence.
There should be at least 3 main parts to proving your thesis.(Hence the 3 body paragraphs.) Each part should have a paragraph. Look up the 11-sentence paragraph and stick to it as much as possible. Each paragraph should consist of least 3 examples to prove that particular point. Keep it organized. Each example should have a transition and/or lead-in to addressing it. After the example comes 2 sentences of commentary.
Sometimes your parts will prove your thesis separately from each other; other times they must build upon each other. In the latter case, make sure this "building" has order and organization.
Your conclusion should be the backwards repeat of your introduction. The first sentence is the thesis restated in a new way. Afterwards, sum up what you proved.
Without this valuable structure, clarity is lost. And without clarity, as already mentioned, the meaning is lost as well.

3. Writing Style: Clarity, clarity, clarity. Reread your sentences over and over again to ensure your meaning is clear! Beware the run-on sentence...he comes after even the most experienced of writers.
Be careful not to over-explain your point. A common mistake I come across in sentence construction is when the writer repeats themselves in the same sentence. Example: The strict moral regulations of the Puritans led to the hysteria of the Salem witch trials, which was a result of the way the Puritans led their life. This=Redundancy. An essay's greatest enemy. Repeating a point a few times is inevitable in an essay, but NEVER, EVER repeat it in the same sentence! If you must repeat a point for the sake of fine-tuning, be sure to reiterate in a different way for the sake of disguise.
Something our great and wise English teacher, Mrs. Tumpak, told us ladies in high school: "Be thrifty with your words." Now, our admiration of Mrs. Tumpak was almost tantamount to worship. We affectionately called her Tumpy amongst ourselves, wrote down her funny quips and comments, and were always seeking to impress her with a new insight into whatever the latest classic we were reading. But in high school, I was indifferent to this proverb: possibly the greatest piece of advice she ever gave us. I wrote flowery, long sentences, enjoying the extravagance of throwing in as many words as I could muster. Only now as an adult can I fully appreciate what she meant.
Every word you use in an essay is precious. Clear and concise are the heroes of the day when it comes to writing style: we no longer live in the Romantic era. Each word must contribute to your point, and contribute with force.
This brings me to another point: Employ strong, active writing, not passive writing. This is the difference between, "Mr. Darcy is helping Elizabeth" and Mr. Darcy helps Elizabeth." I cannot tell you how frequently people add in the "To-Be" verb before their other verbs. It weakens the strength of the ACTUAL verb. The same goes for "being", "is able to" or "seems". These are frequently added into sentences before the verb and weaken the sentence. Remember, you do not timidly and diplomatically voice your opinion in an essay; rather you must state it as FACT. Strength is key for writing style.

4. Commentary, not Summary:
The #1 mistake students make in an essay: summarizing, instead of commentating. Commentary does not mean sum up the story! Commentary comes after an example, and frequently, my students make the mistake of simply recapping the example for me. Wrong. The example is there already! I just read it! They are supposed to be pointing how how this example proves their point and therefore the thesis! Commentary is the HOW, not the WHAT. How does the example prove the point? HOW? It may seem self-explanatory, but pretend that the reader of the essay is stupid and needs the connection pointed out to them! Simplicity! An obvious example is often a good example.

5. The Little Things: Tense, Perspective, Vocabulary and Spelling/Grammar.

The real RULES in essay writing. These are the objective standards for any Essay:

Write in Present Tense: A novel, play, or short story must be written about as if is happening right now. Beware slips into past tense. "Lenny killed her on accident." No. "Lenny kills her on accident."

Write in Third Person: NEVER, ever use "I" or "You" in an essay. I cannot say this enough. I have been addressing you throughout this blog post because I am writing a BLOG POST. I can reference myself, the writer, and you, the reader. An essay is written in third person. "He", "She", "They". There is an implied result of this rule: that the essay appeared out of thin air, and has no writer or reader. Do not draw attention to the fact that your essay is really just...your opinion. You must state your opinion as fact, with strength and conviction. There is no "I think Atticus is different than the rest of the town because..." NO! Instead, "Atticus is different than the rest of the town because..." Although the essay is communicating what you want to prove, saying what you want to say, you must never, ever draw attention to the fact that it is you saying it!

Vocabulary. A list of words never to use in an essay.
Contractions: Can't, Won't, Don't, etc....Write instead Cannot, Will Not, Do Not etc.
Hypotheticals: Could, Would, Should. These are wishy-washy and weak. Don't deal with hypotheticals, deal with FACTS.
Clichés: Needle in a haystack, etc. It's just...just don't use them.
Weak Word Choices: Bad. Good. Great. Might. Seems. Pretty. The easiest way to display yourself as an inexperienced writer is to use such childish adjectives.

Grammar and Spelling: Obviously watch out for misspelling and grammar mistakes. These significantly undermine a writer's credibility with the reader, even if the thesis and supporting material are markedly brilliant.

Other than that, you're on your own :)

Monday, February 7, 2011

Influence: Carlos Ruiz Zafón


Despite the fact that Carlos Ruiz Zafón has only published 2 novels in the United States (almost a decade apart no less), he is one of my greatest inspirations and favorite authors. His first novel, The Shadow of the Wind, is always the book I recommend to friends craving a book that will absorb them, body and soul, until they are finished reading it.

1st of many reasons I love Zafón: His books are about books. His characters are writers, readers, lovers of literature. His protagonists in both novels are acquainted with the "Cemetery of Books": an extensive library hidden in the depths of Barcelona, a cavernous labyrinth known only to select few who are bound to protect these books that would have been destroyed or forgotten. Only those people who love literature as Zafon's characters do understand the irresistible attraction of such an idea.

His words from The Angel's Game: "A writer never forgets the first time he accepted a few coins or a word of praise in exchange for a story. He will never forget the sweet poison of vanity in his blood and the belief that, if he succeeds in not letting anyone discover his lack of talent, the dream of literature will provide him with a roof over his head, a hot meal at the end of the day, and what he covets the most: his name printed on a miserable piece of paper that surely will outlive him. A writer is condemned to remember that moment, because from then on he is doomed and his soul has a price."

His plot lines are dark, poignant, sensuous. Set in pre and post-civil war Barcelona, they are coming of age stories, about the loss of innocence and the pursuit of meaning. They are complicated mysteries, leading the reader in step-by-step to surprising conclusions.
The 2nd reason I admire Zafón so ardently is his writing style. There are some writers that are simply granted the gift of beauty. Zafón one of these. He weaves his novels; he does not write them. His turn of phrase is haunting; his vocabulary perfectly nuanced. He twists and crafts his sentences with a slight bitter amusement that does not detract from their intensity. His Spanish style is reminiscent of Gabriel García Márquez or Pablo Neruda, but with more clarity.

My 3rd cause for praise is character development. Character development is a highly underrated aspect of story-telling, whether in film or literature. It has the potential to make a story succeed, or fail. Zafón's novels succeed largely due the relatable protagonists: young men struggling in their desires and dashed hopes, and intriguing antagonists: dark, mysterious creatures that keep the reader consistently guessing. His other characters are witty, irreverant: the perfect accent(Fermin in The Shadow of the Wind, Barsillo in The Angel's Game, Barcelo in both.)

I both resent and admire him for publishing so infrequently. He displays an enviable dedication to his works: being both thorough, but still concise. His novels, though substantial, are quick reads and no giants of overwhelming proportions.

The Prince of Mist, his latest novel, is due to be published soon, and I, for one, cannot wait.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

In a Nutshell

This is from a 2 year old Newsweek article...


"I can remember lying on my bed in a Dublin row house at 15, so immersed in Margaret Mitchell that I faked three days of illness to keep reading, and I remember lying in my own bed in Berkeley—the cat dozing at my feet, the bay wind brushing the tree branches against my dormer windows—and roaring through A Tree Grows in Brooklyn completely at home in turn-of-the-century Williamsburg, a place I had never even heard of before picking up the book but which I could navigate, in the landscape of my imagination, as easily as I could the shady streets and secret hillside staircases that connected my house to the record shop and ice-cream parlor down on Euclid Avenue.
The salient fact of an adolescent girl’s existence is her need for a secret emotional life—one that she slips into during her sulks and silences, during her endless hours alone in her room, or even just when she’s gazing out the classroom window while all of Modern European History, or the niceties of the passé composé, sluice past her. This means that she is a creature designed for reading in a way no boy or man, or even grown woman, could ever be so exactly designed, because she is a creature whose most elemental psychological needs—to be undisturbed while she works out the big questions of her life, to be hidden from view while still in plain sight, to enter profoundly into the emotional lives of others—are met precisely by the act of reading."