#Twitterive
What follows is my Twitterive, an assignment that was supposed to cleverly combine tweets posted to TWITTER and narratIVE pieces of writing. My Writing Research and Technology class has been tasked to pick a place that means something to each one of us and, using multiple genres and modes of communication, we are to write about that place, post pictures about that place, and use poetry and music and video images to capture what it means to us. The place does not have to be a physical space like a park or a classroom, but is allowed to extend to all aspects of life. Love, family, a sense of self, home, a future career. You name it, it can be included as a Twitterive place.
My place, I have decided, will be the most trying ordeal I've faced in all my life, something that nearly killed me a few times over. In the end, it helped change the shape of who I am today and made me a stronger, albeit slightly different person than I was seven or eight years ago. My theme is looking on the bright side of things, something that gets increasingly difficult when you feel like the waking, walking dead. My repetend, or the repeated motif that will link each piece in a Twitterive that may otherwise seem disconnected with itself, is being able to laugh and roll with the punches through a never-ceasing sense of humor.
Here we go.
My place, I have decided, will be the most trying ordeal I've faced in all my life, something that nearly killed me a few times over. In the end, it helped change the shape of who I am today and made me a stronger, albeit slightly different person than I was seven or eight years ago. My theme is looking on the bright side of things, something that gets increasingly difficult when you feel like the waking, walking dead. My repetend, or the repeated motif that will link each piece in a Twitterive that may otherwise seem disconnected with itself, is being able to laugh and roll with the punches through a never-ceasing sense of humor.
Here we go.