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Post by PaperGrace on Jun 6, 2015 10:42:09 GMT -5
Back in school = writing something every day. I'm still having trouble churning things out that I'm not in the mood to write. At some point today I have to write some journal entries as though I were someone else. I really DO want to do this assignment, but I'm only allowed to write 1-2 pages, so I'm having a hard time narrowing it down. Maybe I'll write more than that, but only turn in 1-2 pages worth...
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Post by PaperGrace on Jun 29, 2015 10:31:16 GMT -5
The diary of Thomas Wayne was a hit. I did write more than I could present in class.
I also wrote a short story (very short) about a vampire. This was pure double dipping, as I'm getting credit for it in class, but really it is part of the backstory of one of the characters in our weekly D&D campaign.
Next up: non-fiction. I have a lot of work to do on my research paper and a smaller topic TBD investigative report.
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Post by PaperGrace on Dec 22, 2015 13:22:02 GMT -5
So much writing now that I'm back in school, but still not managing every day. Maybe if I try writing through the break I'll be better at writing as I go next semester.
Non-Verbal
The shape hovered at the edge of my peripheral vision, and was out of sight by the time I noticed it consciously and turned to the window. I got a sense of its direction, and waited for it to cross in front of the doorway, but it didn't. Probably a squirrel I thought, and went back to scanning my newsfeed. I 'liked' a post or two and then looked up again. There it was, just out of sight in the exterior entryway, hovering uncertainly. I adjusted my robe and started to rise from my chair just as a decision was made and the stairway was entered. "It" was a woman about my age, with a clip-board, looking flushed in a warm coat, and wet from the unseasonable rain. We made eye contact through the window. I was all surprise and curiosity, half standing, half dressed in a bathrobe over jeans--she searching, official. We both smiled. She could see that I wasn't expecting anyone, and I could see that she expected to be expected. She nodded, I sat back down at my desk, and she moved back into the rain and around the back of the house toward the neighbor's door. Non-verbal communication at its most effective. How easy it is for some of us, and how hard for others.
A good friend of mine cannot parse facial expressions and body language. Tone is hard for her. She cannot tell when someone is kidding, being sarcastic, or whether a person's tone and body language are rude/mocking/welcoming/angry/etc... in spite of this she leads several groups and is a great community organizer...
I have a whole essay I want to write here, but the tiny evil child people won't let me work on it right now...
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Post by scribbliz on Jan 2, 2016 18:25:35 GMT -5
interesting isn't it, how much we rely on body language to communicate. nice to hear from you Paper; i haven't been on much, but i do check in. i'd love to see this place become busy again
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