Saturday, August 28, 2010

My Six-Panel Autobiography

Panel two of my autobiography is interesting to me, because I'm not sure what even made me think to include it.  I started to really like writing around fourth grade, when I started writing a lot of short stories.  In sixth grade I finished writing what I thought of then as a "novel," around eighty or ninety pages long.  It was called "A Family Secret" and it starred thinly disguised people from my real life at the time, and was about my little group of friends and I discovering that we all had magical powers, with which, of course, we had to fight the bad guys and save the day.

I guess what makes that a landmark or a "panel" in my life is the fact that it's the last piece of writing I really, truly, fully finished.  I've written short stories here and there, always meaning to go back and revise and polish them, and I've been working on the same novel for almost five years now, into which I always get a couple hundred pages and decide it sucks and start over (or simply lose interest), but panel 2 in my autobiography represents the last time I really felt I finished a piece of writing.  I'd like that to change.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Assignment 8/24/10

Big Boy:  This article was difficult to interpret out of context, but I imagined it as one of a series of seemingly trivial moments that the author felt actually defined his character.  The author's frantic reaction to the giant turd in the toilet was based on what he thought others would think of him; his only focus was his image.  Through his brief dealing with the turd seemed to reveal to himself the fact that it was no more a reflection on himself than anyone else there, and that the event in itself was not important.

My Little Brother Ruined My Life:  This memoir was the narrator's memory of a week spent with his younger half-brother.  The narrator initially makes himself very easily sympathized with, but as the narrative continues, I found the narrator coming off as too self-pitying and having taken his victim complex too far.  The whole essay seemed to sit upon the brink of a character change, specifically of the narrator changing himself by setting his brother on a different path than the one he took, but in the end it was not so.

American Goth:  This essay had a very witty sense of humor that I much enjoyed.  The narrator made herself eccentric enough to be interesting but not so strange that as to be difficult to identify with.  Initially, the mother seemed unlikable in her disdain of intellect (i.e. the "book phase" comment), but the narrator's experiences throughout the essay offered a different perspective, that her mother was only trying to show affection in a strange way.  The narrator almost ended the story having gotten what she wanted, but the cab driver's reaction showed that she couldn't truly change her nature.

Six Panel Autobiography:  This comic was an interesting alternative form of memoir.  The author picked six general landmarks in his life and detailed them in graphic format, and embedded in this was the simplistic irony of the fifth panel's revelation that the author is actually a graphic novelist.