Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Announcements and Reminders:
Have your book ready to go to the printers and binders by Thursday, May 4.

Targets for Today:

I can correctly write interesting dialogue.

I can edit my work to make it "publishing" worthy.

Today’s  Agenda:

Create a dialogue between two characters from completely different stories, books, or shows. 
Write at least six lines. 

“. . . in fiction, conversation must be a skillful shorthand which suggests, but seldom fully states, the ups and downs, the hems and haws of spoken language.”

Allis McKay in “How to Break Up a Conversation.” The Writer’s Digest Guide to Good Writing.
Cincinnati, Ohio: Writer’s Digest Books, 1994, 123.

About Dialogue --

Punctuate these statements or bits of conversation (dialogue):

1.   The teacher said   In this class there will be no talking, chewing, breathing, unnecessary eye movements, or tap dancing

2.  I questioned   Are you up on the furniture again  you bad dog  Get down now

3.  I just finished reading The Lost Hero   she remarked
     So what did you think of it    I asked
     It was excellent    she exclaimed
     I agreed    I loved it too 

4.  I wish today were Friday     she said     I’ve been looking forward to it for months now
     How come   he asked
     Because finally I’m supposed to get my braces taken off.   At least that’s what my orthodontist promised

Checking Punctuating Dialogue
and Paragraphing. 

Lab 224 -- Finish up Children's books.

More Setting: LATER


Place descriptions:
Surprised By Blue

Surprised By Blue

The bright fall sun
cascaded through pinholes
in the familiar canopy of trees.
I trotted along stepping in and out
of worn tire tracks lined with fiery leaves.
My mother followed, camera ready.

When we reached the pond's edge, 
wind was catching the water
and throwing ripples across its surface.
But the trees encircling the pond
had already shed their fall leaves.
Now the leaves lined the edges of the pond
with pure brilliance.

The photo opportunity was lost.
We stood together in silence
until something blue
perched on a tall bowing branch
caught my eye.
My mother whistled too soon,
trying to catch his attention.  

He lifted his head
and extended his long neck.
Our eyes met.
He stared blackly for a split second
before spreading his enormous wings
and soaring over the pond, 
blue against blue. 

by Tyler Reny (a student) -- from Nancie Atwell's Lessons That Change Writers_______________________________________

You may need to look up the names of particular things. 

It was a town of machinery and tall chimneys, out of which interminable serpents of smoke trailed themselves for ever and ever, and never got uncoiled. It had a black canal in it, and a river that ran purple with ill-smelling dye, arid vast piles of building full of windows where there was a rattling and a trembling all day long, and where the piston of the steam-engine worked monotonously up and down, like the head of an elephant in a state of melancholy madness. ~Charles Dickens, Hard Times

From a ninth grader: 
Moist and salty, a chilly breeze blows in across the swells, bringing with it the pungent smells of seaweed and fish and making me pull my jacket a little closer. Sea spray transforms into fiery prisms as the waves splash against the shore, catch the last golden rays of sun, and toss them up like liquid crystals.

Excerpt from Jamaica Inn by Daphne du Maurier, notice the writer’s choice of adjectives, adverbs, and verbs. 
“It was a cold grey day in late November. The weather had changed overnight, when a backing wind brought a granite sky and a mizzling rain with it, and although it was now only a little after two o'clock in the afternoon the pallor of a winter evening seemed to have closed upon the hills, cloaking them in mist.”

Read more at http://examples.yourdictionary.com/descriptive-text-examples.html#452KfAl4V7iJWiS8.99

from Rebecca Harding Davis's "Life in the Iron Mills" (a song): 
"The idiosyncrasy of this town is smoke. It rolls sullenly in slow folds from the great chimneys of the iron-foundries, and settles down in black, slimy pools on the muddy streets. Smoke on the wharves, smoke on the dingy boats, on the yellow river--clinging in a coating of greasy soot to the house-front, the two faded poplars, the faces of the passers-by.”

Read more at http://examples.yourdictionary.com/descriptive-text-examples.html#452KfAl4V7iJWiS8.99

Look at the descriptions and photos for --- 
Coahuila, Mexico
All the Pretty Horses by Cormac McCarthy

The Isle of Skye, Scotland
To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
The Yorkshire Moors, England
Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

Florence, Italy
A Room with a View by E.M. Forster

If You Were Absent:


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