Wow, I just joined this site and I already love all the stories on it. I dunno if I'm going to write anything, but these stories are amazin,g they should be published...

By the way, I'm in love with the movie Princess Mononoke...

My favorite animals: horses

My favorite movie: ah, of course Lord of the Rings but Princess Mononoke is my second or third ( A Walk to Remember as well)

lets see, my favorite book: Lord of the Rings

Hobbies: like playing piano sometimes, love reading, try to write stories but it doesn't work...

sorry I have to put this in for a while..

John Steinback’s quote – “ It is the responsibility of the writer to expose our many grievous faults and failures and to hold up to the light our dark and dangerous dreams, for the purpose of improvement” – validly implies that the writer has a duty to the public when she or he writes a novel. The writer’s burden is to make the people who read see the truth behind the words, and to be able to interpret this truth in the right way. And it may be sometimes that this truth isn’t good, but something terrible that we have only dreamed of . This quote relates in many ways to Judith Guests’ Ordinary People. As we move through the book, you begin to notice that, along with she reveals many appalling and misfortunate things about her characters, and she is doing that because she has to show our dark side as well as our light side. Some literary methods that Guest uses to do this are in media res, interior monologues and indirect characterization.

As we go through the book, the personalities of the characters unfold. Indirect characterization relies on the reader to put together clues in order to figure out the character’s personality. The writer does not state or describe the character’s traits. In the beginning of the story, we know nothing about the characters and what they are like. As the story progresses, certain clues let us find out and put together a distinct personality for each character. Conrad is a teenager whose life turned upside down when his only brother died in a boating accident. At first, he is confused about how he’s supposed to be acting and what is really his character. Later he reasons to himself, that he can’t do anything, at all, but he later learns that his dark and dangerous dreams, that which he

When the book starts, it feels as though you are launched into the story without any warning. This is called in media res. In Ordinary People, the book begins with a boy lying back on his bed and gazing at the walls of his room. This gives you no sense of what is going on. This technique makes the reader see that

Burden , pledge.

Dear novarien,

I have decided to write a longer letter today! I have the time for it, at last, and I have wanted to do it for so long. About horses, I have much to tell you. I am very eager to meet your stallion - I bet he is as energetic and lively as you say! It's lovely to have a stallion - I actually wanted to get one, but a filly came my way instead. You see, I have been with horses all my life, but have never owned one before now. Part of it was my parents, for they thought that being surrounded with horses meant that there was no point in having your own horse. Also, I knew I would have a very hard time decided who to pick. I love all the horses in the stable where I work and ride, but I knew I couldn't actually ownany ofmy dear friends.So, one day, whenour master led us to the riding ring outside (yes, we still work outside even though it's winter), he announced the arrival of a set of horses, along with a few yearlings, from Gondor. I 'm not sure why they camefrom Gondor - I have always been in awe of that great city, but have never been there( although we have to visit the city someday) . He said that some of them were for sale. You know, right then I decided that I would go and buy myself a horse that I would spend most of my days with ( and many of my years) . After training ended, I went to the inside corral, and saw the horses. Oh, some were beautiful, Nadya, and such colors: chestnuts, blue roans, strawberry roans, dapple gray( like your own stallion) , and blacks. There were around twenty horses in all. I noticed some yearlings, but as I walked around the corral, I noticed a mare in the back, and standing next to her as if protecting her a filly - not fully grown, not even a year old, but not too young either. She was a really pretty dark dark blue roan, so dark she seemed black. She had no markings on her, except a tiny white snip between her eyes, which was hardly noticeable. She pranced around and shook her head continously, as though she knew she was proud and glad of herself. At first, I didnt like her, she seemed too haughty about herself, but she was the youngest horse, so I decided to take her before I started changing my mind. I know it was an important decision, and I shouldn't have acted so rashly, but I knew that if I hesitated, I would never pick out my companion. Well, after I decided, I went and told my master. He glanced sharply at me when I told him that i had decided for sure, because he knew that