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Stranger Than Wal-Mart

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Monday, October 01, 2007

Lukeman Exercise Part One / Karrie Gull

I decided to do the exercise on pg # 68, 1st bullet. It says to write an entire page without using a single comma. How did it effect my writing? It was very difficult to keep thing smooth, although I probably failed in that attempt. I never realized how heavily I rely on the comma. I suppose I have overused the comma in many circumstances in my writing. The main character in this story is me. I found it hard to bring in another character without putting in comma’s. Even using dialogue would have been hard without the constant use of comma’s. This exercise has helped me to see how I write, and how I can improve.
Anyway here is my little short creative piece without comma’s:

What was going on? I was finding thinking abnormally hard at the moment. Perhaps the problem was the wind. I knew the wind was capable of effecting abnormal things. I could only think of a couple examples at the moment; it was a good excuse for me. Not only was my thinking being effected by the wind. Now my mood was being effected by the gusts that swayed the trees too and fro. I sat swiftly down on a bench; closing my eyes. I needed to get a grip. For a moment I allowed my mind to drift away. It couldn't hurt for just a moment. Around me everything was suddenly bright and sunny. The trees surrounding me were lime green and no wind made there presence sway. The smell in the air was wonderful. I could feel my body begin to relax. This was my place. I imagined the best of days with the best of circumstances. I pretended for a moment that my life was not what it was. I was a graduate with a successful degree. I had a home of my own and all my bills were paid at the moment. Maybe I was even happily married. Passerby’s may have been thinking I was a total nutcase. Let them think what they want. I didn’t care. My daydream was wonderful even if I knew it could not last. Life would have to go on like always. I needed to get going on my homework. It was not going to wait much longer. I knew if I kept putting off my responsibilities I was going to be in a world of trouble. College life was picking up swiftly and I was going to be buried soon. I needed to pull myself out of this day dream. I was not excited to attend to my same boring routine. At that moment someone shook my shoulder. I was ripped back to the unpleasant present. What the heck! There stood my best friend; worry was in her eyes. She asked if I was alright. I replied by nodding and slowly closing my eyes once more.

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