Sunday, 28 September 2014

Bed Among the Lentils - Geoffrey's side.


Geoffrey's the vicar. He is grey but confident. He sits in the chair facing Jesus' cross in a church. It is evening.

Susan's gone out again. Shes always questioning God ... I don't understand how someone who spends 90% of her time in the home of the church can question God. She tells me 'A barristers wife doesn't have to go to court so why must I go to church' I pretend that I didn't hear her.

[sighing - looking up]

I know Susan's having her problems at the moment but how could anyone understand her when she doesn't even understand herself. I know I'm the vicar and most believe I pray to God and all my problems are gone. I bloody wish. She asked again 'do you believe in God or is it because it's your job to?' 'Why must we discuss this?' I answered in demand. She left, i think she realized that were out of sherry. She must of popped round to he off-licence. Surprise surprise. I'm still confused to why they would still allow her to purchase there due to the bill shes roared up - which of course i have nothing to say or participate in... she got herself in this mess, she can get herself out.

[Looks at floor, puts his hands through his hair] 

But I guess this is better then having nothing... Wake up,  go to church, eat, go to sleep. The same routine every day. Nothing ever changes in this God forsaken house! But -its better then having nothing. Susan gets jealous when Mrs Shrubsole gives me attention, I like that it makes her jealous. It makes me remember that she is human and does know how to feel, but she just doesn't express it enough. It makes me feel so useless you know? Being married to someone who seems to have 0 interest in you. It does really make me question God -even if I'm contradicting myself, why don't i deserve someone who loves and cares about me?

[sighing as Susan walks in]
Go to black, fade out.

Sunday, 21 September 2014

Travel Writing

In life, there will always be smells to relate you back to certain places and memories in your life. And unfortunately the one I'm used to smelling and it isn't one im keen to remember - The 36 bus. Theirs no easy way to describe the 36, I could quite easily lie and say I've never been on such an amazing bus/bus service but Its almost impossible to lie.
To my surprise I once managed to get a seat but of course that wasn't before having to stand up for 20 minutes whilst a woman used a seat to carry her shopping rather then put it on the floor. But I couldn't really blame her for the simple fact that there was sick on the bus floor; you should now be starting to get the jift of the smell im consuming. But just because I'm able to sit down that doesn't make the bus any less compact, the bus driver still decides to allow more people on the bus when people are practically licking the windows.
There are three stereotypical categories which each person on this bus fits into and these are.. The youth, also known as 'chavs' to today's generation and there will be an 80% chance that they are blaring Kid Ink whilst shouting on the top of their voices about smoking 'a fat doobie tonight.' These are almost always situated on the back of the bus. Next you have the students, also known as 'hipsters' these type of people are often harder to pick out due to how 'unique' they are. Well like to think they are. They are usually situated either in the middle of the bus or stood up because they're late for college. Finally we have the OAP, also known as a old age pensioner. They're never usually on the bus for long as the most popular drop of point is at broadwalk or tescos.
"Thankfully I'm sat next to an OAP! You cant go wrong they're the most friendly type person you can meet." Yep, I thought that to until I met the ones that use the 36. They're the OAPs which you dread to come across whilst shopping, the ones who are 99% going to judge you by how you walk and look.
I literally count down the stops until my destination, each journey i take seems to take longer and longer. And once your stop finally approaches you have to go through the struggle of attempting to exit a 36 bus, there is what seems like heeps and heeps of sweaty grumpy people in front of you who must see it as a crime to let you get off on your stop. So, usually you do not end off on the stop that you had in mind but usually the 1st or 2nd one after.
If after reading this you're still convinced there is a worse bus then the 36 then you must be clinically insane. Because believe me from many years of experience, the 36 is the most disgusting moving vehicle I've ever set foot in.

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Review

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqiabZqPmpU

The language and the slang used in this video is unusual to hear. This is because it's modern slang used in Film Nior. Personally, I find it interesting because it's different hearing it in this type of format; an example is hearing what appears to be an old man saying "swear down" or "main home boy." As it's usually used in this modern generation, the author decided to use it in this formant for the comedy side of things. Instead of using such sayings as "well betrayed" they could of used I feel very betrayed, but instead decided to use the comedy side of things and use the slag "well." So over all, I think that the author decided to use this language for comedy.

Sunday, 14 September 2014

Review

Charlotte Hobson uses a larger ratio of complex sentences to simple sentences. Although she does include a few simple sentences they're not as popular as a complex.
"There was no doubt that it had a certain filthy charm."
As this was put as a last sentence in the paragraph it has a big effect on the reader, this is because it's 'short and snappy' and it allows the reader to understand what she is trying to say without confusing them with a long sentence. The effect of this sentence is that the reader can now understand how irritated she is by how simple the sentence is and the sarcastic tone used. This sentence compared to
"The light bulb in the toilet were alway being stolen, making the fauna in there difficult to identify; but the occasional shouts of horror from people picking their way through the darkness were testimony to it's existence"
It's clear that the simple sentence gets the point across a lot quicker and a lot more simpler. On the other hand, the writer would be un able to use a constant flow of simple sentences as the travel piece wouldn't make much sense and wouldn't review as well as it could.

Charlotte uses a rang of phonology/spokenness. In the travel writing she has wrote
"The fridge chugged like an idling truck"
The word "chugged" is onomatopoeia, this means the writer purposely included this to create an effect on the reader and to describe the truck in more detail. A simile is also used to create an effect on the reader. Charlotte chooses to do this because it adds more power and enthusiasm to the text. Charlotte also uses the metaphor
"Velvety eyed girl."
She uses this metaphor as it's unusual for someone eyes to be almost like 'velvet' so it causes imagery with the reader to imagine what this girl would look like.

Monday, 8 September 2014

About me

Dear - Whoever will listen,

I'm Ellie and I'm you're stereotypical sixteen year old girl. You know the phase which every teenage girl ends up going through, being obsessed with their imagine and not only that but of course.. boys. At the minute I'm currently studying A-Levels in sociology, business and English language. And now you're probably thinking to yourself,
"Wow! she must be so intelligent!"
But believe me, I'm not. 

Besides the fact that my life dedicated to completing essays, I've also got a part time job at my local "boots" store. Which obviously I cannot complain due to how friendly everyone I work with are - It's a shame I can't say the same for the costumers. At the minute, I am contracted to 11 hours a week. This means 8 hours on a Saturday and 4 on a Sunday. Oh, and a hours break, On a brighter note, I've finally started to mingle and make friends in college, this is a surprise to me seeing how I've spent the last week wondering around the corridors praying for someone to talk to me. So this means, after precisely 11 hours of wondering around someone has decided to talk to me. If I'm honest I feel for them as they are now stuck with me for the next 2 years; This should be fun. 

I've spent the last 10 minutes attempting to roll all my favorite music artist into one genre, but of course no one can top Tupac. For the past year and a half, he has literally been all that I've listened to (besides a few mainstream chart toppers) all the time. Although he died almost 18 years ago, of course 'the legend still lives on.' Unlike a lot of people my age and older, they seem to be disgusted by the language used in his songs and are quick to judge without actually listening and looking up the lyrics. Tupac also wrote poems, this inspired me in my last year of school to take English literature and to then go on to finishing with a grade B! Long story cut short - I believe he was an amazing man.

If you've wanted to know the outline of my life and a few things about me then this about sums me up. Like I said at the start I'm your average, stereotypical sixteen year old girl. Nothing more, nothing less.