Write the opening to a fantasy novel were an imaginary world is introduced to the reader
At the edge of a clearing, nestled between the pine-scented fringe of a forest and the stretching infinite of a lake - mirroring the sky - there was a cottage. A squat little cottage; adorned with wind chimes and bird bones - keeping the evil out. Inside there lived a girl, whose bones were as light as the ones protecting her home.
She could often be found humming in her kitchen, sprinkling a smattering of stardust into her cauldron, adding flakes of lizard skin here and there, a hint of nightshade for flavour.
Other times, the bird boned girl would clamber to the roof of her cottage, dig her little fingers into the scratchy thatch roof, and look out over the lake.
The lake was a serene slice of water, a patch of the sky sewn onto the ground. It often reminded the girl of a dragon scale, in shape - a rounded off diamond design, sleek and smooth, iridescent.
It was cupped by the ground, as if the earth were two mossy hands dipped into the water to take a drink. Trees hemmed the edge, great, towering things that would lean inward, poised over the lake as if to hear the secrets of the creatures below its surface. Framing the horizon, two mountains ridged out of the earth, angry and rigid, like the clenched knuckles of some pagan God.
The girl would sit here for hours. Perhaps full days, if she dared brave the dark blanket of nightfall and all the beasts hidden beneath it. She would sit there, scanning the plane of the water, eating her lizard skin soup. Sometimes, if she were very, very lucky and very, very still, she'd catch a glimpse of the woman in the lake. Just a half moon of a face, two dark eyes peering up at her in the night - there only for a moment, and then vanishing as soon as she came.
Write a blog entry in which you describe a new place you have visited
13/05/07
Hey guys, it's me again,
You won't believe the encounter I had yesterday, it was totally whack!
So, you know how I mentioned the letter I got from that sketchy motel place in Oregon in my entry the other week? Well, I'm gonna be honest with you here guys, my curiosity got the better of me even if the rumours seemed pretty bogus.
Anyway, I decided to check it out, and boy, did I get a shock! Yeah, yeah I know what you're thinking, I'm just winding you guys up - just hang in there okay? This is the real deal, I promise.
So - Saturday night, me and Jack - that friend from Uni I told you about a few weeks ago - pitch up at this crummy motel. Let me just set the scene here okay, because we were as skeptical as you are right now. The sign is hanging off its hinges, the porch literally creaked when we stood on it - I swear to God the stairs were so rotten we almost went through them - and to top it all off, one of the windows was smashed in, covered up with some flimsy cling film or something. Yeah, skeptical was being generous. It was seeming like the letter was just to get publicity, after all.But we'd been driving for hours, and we'd needed sleep regardless of whether the derelict little shack was going to give us a scoop or not.
We go in, lead by this old dude that practically looked like the crypt keeper, and immediately the lights start flickering. Yeah, I know, old motel, crappy electricity, we didn't make much of it either.
But the old crypt keeper over there? He looked like he was ready to get the hell out of dodge.
Maybe there was something in here with us, after all.Well,there was only one way of finding out.
We made it to our room without further mishap, even if the old guy looked pretty shaken. Jack said it was just for show but something was off. You know that gut feeling you sometimes get? Like intuition or whatever, it was just like that - and you know how stubborn I get when I have a feeling about something.I've said it before and I'll say it again, always follow your gut instinct guys, it's never let me down.
Anyway, I'm going off on a tangent. The real fun starts at midnight. Cliche, right? Witching hour, really setting the scene, our ghostie had a thing for theatrics it seems.
We hear this noise, like a mix between a car starting and a fox scream. And then everything goes to shit. Stuff starts flying off shelves, Jack's bed starts vibrating across the floor, the room goes cold - the works. And there's been comments before about how I'm quick to jump to conclusions - but I'm convinced this time, guys. This is the real thing. Stuff doesn't just move like that on its own.
It was just a 10 minute interval and then it stopped. Just like that.
But, by God, it was enough. I was sold. There was definitely something else in that room with us.
The next morning - this morning in fact - me and Jack were buzzed, having stayed up all night with excitement. The motel keeper didn't exactly share our enthusiasm when we told him, seemed more spooked than ever, poor guy. We plan to see him again soon though, booked a stay next weekend to see what else we can find out about the place - hell, it is wasn't for Uni we'd have booked the full week. We're definitely going to get to the bottoms of this. I'm talking history, folklore, death records, local graveyards - if this place is the real deal, I wanna put it on the map.
I mean that's the point right? People deserve to know the truth about ghosts.
Ah, I could go on all night talking about this stuff, but my professor would probably kick my ass if I sleep in his class again!
So I guess that's all for this week guys, be sure to check out my next update! In the meantime, keep sending in your spooky experiences, me and Jack love hearing about them. :D
(I've left a link on my home page to the details for the motel place if any of you guys wanna check it out)
Keep it creepy,
Max
Write an analytical commentary that compares and contrasts your choice of style, form and context in both the fantasy novel and blog
In terms of style, I focused on setting the scene and using descriptive language for the fantasy novel whilst the blog held a more informal, chatty tone with high frequency lexis, slang phrases and a clear idiolect to portray a distinct personality.
In order to set the scene for the fantasy novel, I initially kept the focus on the 'cottage' where the protagonist lives. From this reference point, I could delve into descriptive language of the surrounding area, illustrating where everything is in relation to each other to give a real sense of place.I did this by employing a series of prepositions, moving outward from the centre of the lake - for example "hemmed" when referring to the trees and "framing the horizon" when mentioning the mountains. This created a central focus of the lake as an important fixture in the novel in the small microcosm introduced so far.
I also employed descriptive literary techniques to inspire graphic imagery.For example, the metaphorical phrase "a patch of sky sewn onto the ground" implies the reflective appearance of the surface, whilst the lexical choice of "serene slice" creates a sense of 'hushed' sound with the alliteration and sibilance, giving it a euphonic quality. Aside from this, the lexical choice of the adjective "serene" inspires connotations of tranquility, which is further developed by imagery of a 'slicing' motion; clean cut and smooth - which was the overall effect and mood I wanted to incite by the image.
As for the blog, I used high frequency lexis to portray a relaxed, chatty tone with late teenage/early adult slang terminology, casual taboo lexis and a clear idiolect such as "totally whack" and "crummy motel" to create a sense of character and target audience for the blog. I kept the tone fairly light hearted and upbeat, trying to keep the topic of ghost hunting appealing to the target audience of roughly university aged students who believe in, or are willing to be convinced of, the paranormal.
There are clear anaphoric references to previous events, e.g."mentioned...in my entry the other week" throughout the text, which I used to portray the fact that the blog is well established and has gained responses, as is the purpose of any well-run blog. This is also expressed by the personal collective pronoun "guys" when referring to his readers/audience, by showing a personal/amicable relationship between himself and the viewers. The 'cheesy' phrasing of "keep it creepy" adds a personal touch, in a fond way that expresses that 'Max' is passionate about what he does, and enjoys franchising it.
As for form, I included the lexical field of magic in my fantasy piece, as ideas of magical influence is a common genre convention in fantasy novels. Phrases such as “dragon scale” and “keeping the evil out” introduce a concept of an alternative world setting than our own, governed by the stereotypical balance of ‘good’ and ‘evil’ and mythical beasts such as dragons. This is further developed by my metaphorical imagery of the landscape being held by “two mossy hands”, giving connotations of a large godlike creatures, a description that is later honed by my mention of “pagan Gods” and all the mystical folklore that entails.
Using a third person narrator voice, I kept the details of the protagonist scant in order to create a sense of mystery around the character, adding only the description of her “bird boned” figure to insight a degree of fondness within the reader, as the phrasing gives connotations of vulnerability when linked with the idea of a young child.
With the blog, I kept to a letter layout, by including the date, directly addressing the audience in an engaging personal way - “hey guys, it’s me again” - and ending by signing off informally, as if speaking to a friend. This builds a amicable relationship between the reader/audience and the blog writer, keeping it personal and interesting. Personal pronouns kept it in the first person narrative, as it was a personal account of events, whilst exclamatory sentences were used for dramatic emotive statements, and graphology (“:D”) and idiolect were used to portray a sense of personality. Using appropriate blog jargon e.g.”link”/“homepage” establishes a sense of professionalism and understanding in his hobby/career as a blogger.
In terms of context, both pieces require a wider understanding of the topics to be fully understood. For example, in the fantasy piece, I have made references to ‘pagan Gods’, which entails controversial religions and naturalistic deities - without this understanding, the implications as a magical realm would be lost on the reader. As for the blog, there are numerous references to previous blog entries that only an avid follower of the blog would understand. In this way, both contextual references are tailored to suit the target audience.