Data Of The Dead (As Lena Meyers)

This is the writing assignment “Data of the Dead” written from the position of my noir character of the week, Lena Meyers. This assignment was worth 3 points.

assignment link: http://assignments.ds106.us/?s=data+of+the+dead&post_type=stufftodo&assignmenttypes=writingAssignments

I’d like to think that I would be remembered well. I hope to be remembered by my family, friends, classmates, young kids I work with, and running buddies as someone who always goes after what she wants and stays motivated. Although my family is now in Scotland, I hope they would come back to lay me to rest in my hometown of Windsor, NY. That’s where all of my sweetest memories are and that’s where I would like my body to be for the rest of the existence of this Earth. As for my belongings, I hope that my friends and family would take something from me that would bring nothing but good memories. Whether that be anything from a piece of clothing to a notebook…really anything. The only thing that I will specifically leave to someone special is the ruby ring from my great great grandmother. I wish to leave it to my younger sister, Jocelyn. Joce, I hope you hold this ring close to your heart and that one day you’ll have a daughter to give it to. There are so many memories that this ring has been there for that I wouldn’t want anyone besides you to have it. You’re now the one daughter to our parents and the one sister to our brother; please, always treat them with kindness and make me proud.
I love all of you more than words can ever say!
xx, Lena

Remember that time I was in a textbook?

This assignment was titled “Tell Us About Your Future Life!” and it is worth 3 points. Here’s the link to the assignment: http://assignments.ds106.us/assignments/tell-us-about-your-future-life/

Christine Loehr graduated from Grassfield High School in Chesapeake, Virginia in June 2013. She was set to attend the University of Mary Washington in the upcoming fall. Christine attended Mary Washington for four years while playing field hockey for the school and studying biology. After her graduation in the spring of 2017, Christine had just heard back from graduate school programs for nursing. She was going to be attending grad school at Drexel University for their RN-BSN program. Since their program was so accelerated, Christine finished in 11 months and very soon after graduation, took her NCLEX exams and passed. After getting a job in emergency care at Chesapeake Regional Medical Center back in her hometown and working there for a few years, Christine decided she wanted to go back to school to become a nurse practitioner. Once finished with school, she became a nurse practitioner at an excellent family medical care center in Chesapeake.

Haiku Recipe

This writing assignment was called “Haiku Recipe” and is worth 3 points. Here’s the link to the assignment: http://assignments.ds106.us/assignments/haiku-recipe/

This is a haiku about my favorite timeless sandwich. How to make a Peanut Butter and Jelly:

Who doesn’t love it?
You know, a PB and J
So simple and good

Use your bread of choice
Take out two of the slices
Put them on a plate

Then comes the best part
Either creamy or crunchy
Peanut butter time

Spread it on one slice
While using a good amount
Now it’s halfway done

Now time for jelly
Very sticky and so sweet
Strawberry is best

Put an even coat
On the other slice of bread
Now it’s almost done

Smush the two slices
So the two line up perfect
And now it’s ready

It is the best lunch
Peanut butter and jelly
It will fill your tum

How does that ending go?

This is an alternate ending I wrote for the story “The Pig Farmer’s Burden” by Darren Guest. This was a required writing assignment titled “Write An alternative Ending” and is worth 3 points. Here’s the link to the assignment instructions: http://assignments.ds106.us/assignments/write-an-alternative-ending/
And here is where the full story can be read: http://shenandoahliterary.org/641/2014/08/15/the-pig-farmers-burden/

I pick up just towards the end of the story. Enjoy!

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“Lloyd backed up and stood in front of his screen door. ‘Hell, you don’t have to go to no trouble, Mr Connor.’

‘Now, Lloyd, just point me out where those leaks is gettin in and I won’t have to fix the whole damn roof but for a pin prick. And what’s with this Mr Connor shit? I told ya Bill is fine. Now come on, I can get you fixed up before the sun gets high.’

Lloyd took to chewin his lip and tuggin at his greasy mop. ‘Truth is, Mr Con— Bill, I aint been keepin up with my chores since Joy left me. I thank you again for your kindness, but I couldn’t have you step foot in there. It just wouldn’t be right.

‘Hell, Lloyd, after my wife passed it was two months before I pushed a broom in my place, let alone ate off a clean plate. If you think I have any womanly sensibilities about cleanliness, think again.’ I stepped by him as he jabbered somethin, and opened the screen door. When I opened the front door proper, …..” (here’s where I pick up)

I saw why he wasn’t wantin me to come inside. I immediately felt his hands holdin mine so tight behind my back that I couldn’t get out and he was pushin me inside so he could shut the door.

There they were. Joe and Joy, sittin like two ducks all tied up with tape around their mouths. Next thing I know, Lloyd is puttin rope around my hands and tying me to a chair just like Joe and Joy.

“Told you they were cheatin on me Mr. Connor. I couldn’t let ‘em leave together though, that just seemed too easy for them,” Lloyd was sayin as he bound me tight as he could to that chair.

“Well Lloyd,” I said, “what exactly do you intend to do now. You’re a smart boy, but people are gonna start to take notice once the three of us have gone missin.” But Lloyd didn’t like what I had to say and quick as a whip slapped the duct tape over my face and shut me up quicker than my late wife ever could.

Those next two days seemed like two weeks. Sitting next to these two people I had never met, but in a situation that could be death or life. Lloyd didn’t say much, mostly just paced back and forth and constantly lookin worried as hell. Anyone with a brain could see the desperation in his eyes. The desperation for a plan. I never could see this boy just goin off and killin us all when the other day he was feedin my pigs and sayin they were smilin at him.

Lloyd disrupted my thoughts with a loud “HMPH!” and he shrank to the ground. After sittin there for a minute or so, a light suddenly came to his eyes. We all looked at him quizzically. He took notice and instantly stood up, all straight and proper like he’d just won the presidency or somethin prestigious.

“Well you three,” Lloyd started, “I think I’ve solved my little mystery here.” Lloyd was now speakin with this creepy tone that made the hairs on my neck stand straight up. “Mr. Connor, I think I trust your judgment the most out of the three of you idiots,” he was sayin as he slowly started takin the tape off my mouth. “But I hope you know that one shout out of you and you’re gonna meet the barrel of this shiny revolver I’ve got here in my side.” I gave him a nod lettin him know I was agreein to his terms.

“So here’s the deal.” He started makin his way towards Joy. “You’re gonna be comin with me,” he said as he was strokin her hair. “I’m gonna sell the pigs from Mr. Connor’s farm over there and give you the lavish life you’ve been wantin.” I tried not to let out an aggressive response, and just thought of what my wife would do in this situation. So, I sat quietly as he went on.

“No opposition there, Mr. Connor?” he asked me with a sly smile and a hand on his revolver. “No sir,” I said, “you know them pigs are worth a lot.” My response shocked him a little.

“Uh, well, good” he said. “And of course I know it’s smart, that’s why I’m doin it.” He started to loosin up a little, but was still creepin us all out by the looks in everyone’s eyes. “And as for the two of you gentleman,” he continued, “you two are gonna be able to find out your true destinies.”

“What do you mean, Lloyd?” I asked him.

A sly smile came across his face. “Well, everyone already knows that you’re a real son of a bitch, Joe. So yours shouldn’t be too hard to figure out. But for you, Mr. Connor, no one really knows…do they?”

He turned to look at me and saw the fear and confusion in my eyes. “Could he really know?” I thought to myself. Of course not…how could he?

“You don’t think anyone knows, do you Mr. Connor?” Lloyd continued. “Well, the funny thing here is, I do. How might you ask that I know? Well let me tell you.” I kept quiet hoping what he was about to say wasn’t what I expected.

“You see sir, I’ve been livin here a long time. And I’ve been feedin those pigs of yours for a long time too. I can’t believe it took you this long to even notice me out there. But when I was younger, I would go there everyday. One day when I made my way out there, the pigs were a little bit closer to your house than usual. I thought it’d be a good chance to maybe meet the owners of the pigs I loved to feed so much. So, I started makin my way up to your house. But as I got closer I could hear you and your wife arguin about somethin. She was fussin at you and was barely allowin you to get a word in. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I could see the two of you in the kitchen. I was decidin if I should make my way up the stairs or if I should just try to come back another day. While I was standin there figurin out what to do, your wife started yellin louder and louder. I glance up into the window and the next thing I see is you hittin your wife so hard that she is immediately shut up and hits the floor like a sack of potatoes. I started runnin so fast hopin you wouldn’t see the dust behind me out the window.”

I was shocked. My eyes were fillin with tears and my heart was goin a million miles a minute. “Lloyd…” I started, “I can exp…”

“No!” Lloyd cut me off. “You can’t explain nothin! The next few days I saw people comin and goin from your house. I saw you cryin, probably fake tears, as the ambulance left the house with your dead wife. You’re a selfish son of a bitch and I don’t know how you could even be livin with yourself.”

I started weepin hard. “Yes Lloyd,” I said through the tears, ” I killed my wife. And it’s somethin I’ve gotta live with everyday.”

“Well maybe not anymore,” he said.

Next thing I know, more tape is bein pulled around my face to shut me up. Then Lloyd goes to the back room and comes back out with three big jugs of gasoline. “So,” he began, “Joy, you’ll be comin with me to a new town. While these two boys will be sittin here figurin out if they’ll be dyin in here or not.” He started to pour the gasoline all around Joe and I. He pulled out a match and looked Joe and I right in the eye. “For my sake, I hope both of you will be dyin here.”

He swiftly cuts the rope connecting Joy to her chair and scoops her up quickly. With her hands and feet still tied, he puts her in his truck waitin outside and locks the doors. He runs back into the house, match in hands, and says to us with a smile on his face, “good luck gentlemen.”

The next thing I see is a wall of flames engulfing me and my chair while I hear the roar of his truck pullin away outside.

I opened my eyes in a state of confusion and saw white walls all around me. I tried to sit up but didn’t have the ability to. I hear a beeping to my right but couldn’t see what it was comin from. Next thing I know, I warm hand touches my arm and startles me.

“Mr. Connor,” says the voice, “I’m your nurse, Darcy. You were in a bad accident but you’re okay.”

Darcy sat my bed up so I could see the rest of the room. She was a thin woman with beautiful light brown hair and green eyes. “Sir, your body is paralyzed but the doc says your memory should still be all there.”

I was in a frenzy. I couldn’t move my legs, arms, or torso. I could barely move my face but just enough to still be able to speak. “I know who did it,” I said slowly. “And I’m gonna find him.”

Now Introducing… Lena

My character for the week is named Alena Klara Meyers (aka, Lena). She was born on December 7th, 1991 in Windsor, NY. She is currently a veterinarian student studying at Cornell University. Although originally born one hour away from Cornell in Windsor, NY, her parents have since moved to Scotland with her two young siblings. She is single and lives in a two bedroom apartment with her best friend, Shannon, who is also in vet school at Cornell. She loves working out (especially running), working with children, and frequently going to concerts for a lot of different artists. Her closed-off nature and tendency to put up walls has kept Lena single for many years.

She is a 5’5″ slender woman with shoulder-length brown hair that has soft curls. Her eyes are brown and are accentuated by long eye lashes. She has an olive skin tone with no blemishes and a square shaped face but with soft curves.

A few of her favorites things include:
Food – pizza
Drink – coffee
Color- maroon
Book – The Catcher In The Rye
Movie – Taken
Possession – A ring passed from her great great grandmother down her mom’s lineage
Quote/Motto – “If not now, then when?”

The Daily Create

Here is the link to The Daily Create I did today (Jan. 23, 2015):

I’m also putting on here the video that is the idea behind today’s Daily Create so it’s easy to access:

You never think about how much your eye is really used for in day-to-day life. I like the idea behind this and got me thinking about seeing everything all day. Not only do we see things but we see each other. I’m not always as attentive as I should be to the people I pass on campus everyday, but this got me thinking more about it. I don’t know where these thoughts will take me…but it’s a start to something.

The Daily Create

Well this post was supposed to happen yesterday but there was an issue with my Sound Cloud account and I couldn’t add my recording to the group. I’ll still do three other Daily Creates just in case this isn’t acceptable. But hey, I made this so why not post it anyway.

This is a quick snippet of me yodeling. Well, attempting to yodel. Who knew it was actually very difficult and takes a lot of technique? Not me, that’s for sure. I sang the beginning of the Gwen Stefani song “Wind It Up” for my yodeling attempt. I hope you enjoy it (not because it sounds good, but because it’s hilarious). :)

Week One of DS106

Well it’s Sunday, so the first week of DS106 is officially coming to an end!

This week I learned about what noir actually is. I had always known about what characteristics classified something as “noir” but I just didn’t know it. I never knew that the specific features actually came together and had a name. I think that discovering what noir really is was the most enjoyable part of this week. Not only did I just get to learn what it was, but I was given real examples that made it very clear. I’ve always been very interested by old films and other forms of media but never set aside the time to really learn about it. Now instead of viewing the work for this course as just work that I don’t want to do, I see it more as an opportunity to learn more about something that I’ve always wanted to investigate.

However, like everything else in life, when you start learning about something new, there’s always some sort of road block that just seems too massive to ever figure out. For me this week, that was the internet. I never considered myself technology-challenged until this past Tuesday. After running in circles for about 3 hours between all of the different sites, I finally waved my white flag and went to see Professor Groom for some help. Thankfully, he’s pretty much a wizard with all of this. Now that I have a basic grip on what to do, I feel more confident for the rest of this course.

Noir Example: Carmen Jones

After thinking long and hard about what example of Noir I could use, I kept coming back to just one idea. I had the thought of the early 2000s computer game “Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?” stuck in my head. So, naturally, I turn to Google to see if this is an idea actually worth using as an example. Flipping through a few pages of google search containing the title of the game and “noir example” or “noir characteristic,” I stumbled across the old 1954 film Carmen Jones. After reading the plot summary of the film, I became intrigued. So I took a chance, rented the movie and ended up loving it. Although this is a very recent discovery of mine, I think it’s a great example of the noir theme we are going for in this course. Here’s a very short summary (spoiler alert) and my reasoning for considering it a good example of noir:

Carmen Jones is a 1954 musical film. It is filled with infidelity, crime, running from the cops, and eventually ends in an unfortunate death for the main character, Carmen.

I believe this is an example of noir because of the production characteristics as well as other key features. Throughout the story, there is a healthy mix of doomed romance, desperate desire, strayed innocence, and cynicism. It’s set in the time period directly following World War II which makes the previous characteristics a reality for the people who were living in that time.

This film can be either rented or bought online. One of the most popular sites is below: