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This image is from this week's Words of Wisdom. The quote by Francis Bacon states that "good books are true friends." I can directly relate to the quote. You can start by defining a true friend. Personally, I denote a true friend as someone who's always there when you need them. They provide encouragement, support, wisdom, and excitement. These are all characteristics of good book. There are novels that offer support, wisdom, and entertainment. Furthermore, even when acquaintances walk out of your life, true friends are there. It goes the same for a book. Books are always around if you need them. When people physically leave you to go run errands or leave from you life, you still have the characters from a good book to comfort you and provide a time to "get away." Poster Courtesy of Laura Gibbs. Information by Laura Gibbs Below The source for the proverb is  Forty Thousand Quotations:  Prose and Poetical  by Charles Noel Douglas ( Bartleby.com ). ...

Tumblr Being in the tenth week of this course, one would think that writing stories would get much easier, Don't get me wrong, I've come to enjoy storytelling, developing a plot, and adding all of the details. However, starting a story somehow seems to remain an issue. I grab my laptop, pull up blogger, click new post, and stare at the blinking cursor for almost twenty minutes. Even after re-reading my stories, and reviewing my notes page, I find myself clueless as to how I'm going to start my story. Flash! Ther light comes on and I pull out a spiral notebook. For me, I've always enjoyed writing my notes and assignments on paper. Sometimes it is more efficient to just type memos and compose papers electronically; however, I've come to the realization that something bout lined paper and lead helps create better writing. This past week I decided to start writing my story on paper. I feel that I did much better with the producing a quality story much faster. Alt...

Down the long, dark corridor we walk. I waited patiently for her to begin to talk.  All the hidden history spewed from her mouth, and my throat closed up as though I were suffering from a drought. Louder and louder my heart would thump just as the shadows chasing across the walls made me jump. It's like my life began to unfold. What else is there that has to be told? Further and further I dragged my feet on. In this windowless corridor, I couldn't tell if it was dusk or dawn. Time felt as though it had paused. I've been dragged into this new dimension to continue some sort of cause. On and on about my parents' life the rakshasi explains, and the tears star falling down like the spring time rains. Click and clack we reach the end of the hall as I stop and stare at the birch bark door so high and tall. A future awaits behind these doors. As soon as I pull the handles, I can't turn back anymore. ...

I've stared at this screen several times trying to figure out the best template for my blog. There were so may ideas going through my mind as to what I wanted see on my blog. The plethora of templates that I had envisioned matched the number of customized template options that blogger has built in. I have changed the presentation of my blog at least three times. One time, I completely re-built my site and forgot to hit the "apply changes button." I was distraught and gave up on site decorating for a couple of hours. Now, I am satisfied with the presentation of my blog. I wanted a template and display that was cohesive with the content of my stories, the course, as well as my own preferences for a webpage. I wanted the webpage to reflect me. The technicalities and gadgets that are involved in the tinkering of colors, fonts, and images can be quite taxing on an individual. I'm pretty tech savvy; however, I did face a few setbacks with assigning colors to different asp...

Actor dressed as Ravana. Commons Wikimedia This week I decide to read The Lord of Lanka: The Rise and Fall of A Demon. The story talked about Ravan's siege in the Land of Lanka. Unlike the Ramayana, this comic goes into detail about the demon king who kidnapped Sita and how he rose to power. The story begins with an explanation of Ravana came to be a demon. Because Ravana's parent's conceived at an improper time, therefore their children were deemed to be wicked and born as rakshasas. I saw this portion of my story was an opportunity to further illustrate how my character in last week's story planning post came to be. Furthermore, when Ravana's mother Kaikesi found out that her son was going to be wicked, she was distraught. Her husband counteracted her grief with a word from the gods that "the youngest however will be a noble one." The youngest song was Kubera. As all of Kaikesi's sons became of age they acted arrogantly. Even in their arrogance,...