Monthly Archives: April 2013

Dear Reader,

I tried to write this lyric essay using style techniques, including paragraphing, sectioning, dialogue, scene and correct grammar, effectively.

It was difficult putting this essay together, as pieces and paragraphs originally handwritten in an even rougher draft were out of order or overwritten.

No particular sentence stands out in the essay.

I do hope the essay and style techniques used created an effective essay.

Essay Three

Joanne and Eric were parting ways.

For both, it was a decision for more comfort as individuals, before they could work together as a team or couple.

Perhaps a return to previous occupations.
Perhaps development in new and different directions.

It remained to be seen.

“Well, I guess this is it.”

“Yeah, I guess so… well, why don’t we separate, but plan a meeting in six months…”

“Well, I guess that would be OK…, maybe even four months.”

“OK”.

Was reinvention possible?

For some, the answer was no.
For others…, why not? If walking and breathing, then at any age.

Joanne, with a new found interest in the foods of various cultures considered attending a cooking course. After checking cooking schools, even a chef’s certificate she decided taste and food preparation were really not her thing.

She had heard something about an interior design certificate at NYU. She always did have an interest in interior design, always remodeling areas of her apartment, even those areas already remodeled before.

She decided to check it out.

Eric, if not out walking for exercise, was usually on the computer. He had dealt with the couple’s business previously.

No reason to be on the computer now… the business was over… or was there?

Perhaps a computer class.
Perhaps computer programming.

He could google computer schools and classes on the internet. An older citizen, although looking good for his age, he heard that some major colleges had very reduced rates for older citizens.

Long ago, he had heard Columbia had a Master’s degree program in computer programming. Did they still have it? and very reduced rates for older citizens? or other major colleges?

Perhaps he would google it and find out.

Although apart; both do take courses. Joanne does take an course in NYU’s Interior Design Certificate program. She hates to admit it, but she does like it oddly enough, and it does keep her busy and absorbed, and does lead to even another.

Eric likewise finds the MA program at Columbia still does exist and there are reduced rates for older citizens (one of the advantages of being an older citizen), and with no intention whatsoever of getting a Master’s, does enroll in a computer course followed by a programming course.

Both enjoy courses immensely, but when they get home; well, walls aren’t much company; definitely not high on the list for company.

And one had to admit, each did miss the other.

But why, each wondered… they were not alike, they had nothing in common…

Was it a history, of sorts…?

Who knew?

The fact remained. Each was secretly glad they had planned a meeting in four months.

In fact, there must have been some reason they were married in the first place…
Each had no idea why, but some reason.

And, if they really weren’t alike, well, perhaps they could be complementary; one’s strong points’, the other’s weak points. Business, a perfect example; one could manage business affairs; one could worki at business projects.

Structure and connections though different, inputs and outputs were the same, but in varying proportions.

With the huge number of obstacles, divergent crossing paths, and very necessary, difficult work entailed, was it worth it?

Both decided yes; workable; no other choice; and definitely stronger together, than apart.

Four months later, they met at the Stars Diner, an upscale diner-restaurant with square, rectangular wood tables. Tables were set with white placemats and napkins, salt and pepper shakers, and ketchup as well.
To booths or chairs, on black and white checkered marble and wood floors, waiters and waitresses bustled about pouring coffee and tea; she, ordering a salad, he, a burger on whole wheat, with lettuce, tomato and fries.

Conversation was simple and sparse.

They bid each other hello, asked the other how they were, discussed the weather and such. They talked about their son, grown, doing well, his family, wife, and their grandchildren. They mentioned the classes they were enrolled in, playing them down, although both quite taken with them.

Finally deciding to live together for a trial period of three to four months…
And see how things went…

To be continued, if…
To end, on the other hand, if…

Walking about on tiptoe, things went well the first few weeks and did continue…
Conversation was sparse at first, and did become quite animated; both busy with their classes, families, friends, and household.

In the future, things would continue…, but who knew?

It remained to be seen, but both were optimistic.

Dear Reader,

I tried to write this lyric essay using style techniques, including paragraphing, sectioning, dialogue, scene and correct grammar, effectively.

It was difficult putting this essay together, as pieces and paragraphs originally handwritten in an even rougher draft were out of order or overwritten.

No particular sentence stands out in the essay.

I do hope the essay and style techniques used created an effective essay.

Essay Three

Joanne and Eric were parting ways.

For both, it was a decision for more comfort as individuals, before they could work together as a team or couple.

Perhaps a return to previous occupations.
Perhaps development in new and different directions.

It remained to be seen.

“Well, I guess this is it.”

“Yeah, I guess so… well, why don’t we separate, but plan a meeting in six months…”

“Well, I guess that would be OK…, maybe even four months.”

“OK”.

Was reinvention possible?

For some, the answer was no.
For others…, why not? If walking and breathing, then at any age.

Joanne, with a new found interest in the foods of various cultures considered attending a cooking course. After checking cooking schools, even a chef’s certificate she decided taste and food preparation were really not her thing.

She had heard something about an interior design certificate at NYU. She always did have an interest in interior design, always remodeling areas of her apartment, even those areas already remodeled before.

She decided to check it out.

Eric, if not out walking for exercise, was usually on the computer. He had dealt with the couple’s business previously.

No reason to be on the computer now… the business was over… or was there?

Perhaps a computer class.
Perhaps computer programming.

He could google computer schools and classes on the internet. An older citizen, although looking good for his age, he heard that some major colleges had very reduced rates for older citizens.

Long ago, he had heard Columbia had a Master’s degree program in computer programming. Did they still have it? and very reduced rates for older citizens? or other major colleges?

Perhaps he would google it and find out.

Although apart; both do take courses. Joanne does take an course in NYU’s Interior Design Certificate program. She hates to admit it, but she does like it oddly enough, and it does keep her busy and absorbed, and does lead to even another.

Eric likewise finds the MA program at Columbia still does exist and there are reduced rates for older citizens (one of the advantages of being an older citizen), and with no intention whatsoever of getting a Master’s, does enroll in a computer course followed by a programming course.

Both enjoy courses immensely, but when they get home; well, walls aren’t much company; definitely not high on the list for company.

And one had to admit, each did miss the other.

But why, each wondered… they were not alike, they had nothing in common…

Was it a history, of sorts…?

Who knew?

The fact remained. Each was secretly glad they had planned a meeting in four months.

In fact, there must have been some reason they were married in the first place…
Each had no idea why, but some reason.

And, if they really weren’t alike, well, perhaps they could be complementary; one’s strong points’, the other’s weak points. Business, a perfect example; one could manage business affairs; one could worki at business projects.

Structure and connections though different, inputs and outputs were the same, but in varying proportions.

With the huge number of obstacles, divergent crossing paths, and very necessary, difficult work entailed, was it worth it?

Both decided yes; workable; no other choice; and definitely stronger together, than apart.

Four months later, they met at the Stars Diner, an upscale diner-restaurant with square, rectangular wood tables. Tables were set with white placemats and napkins, salt and pepper shakers, and ketchup as well.
To booths or chairs, on black and white checkered marble and wood floors, waiters and waitresses bustled about pouring coffee and tea; she, ordering a salad, he, a burger on whole wheat, with lettuce, tomato and fries.

Conversation was simple and sparse.

They bid each other hello, asked the other how they were, discussed the weather and such. They talked about their son, grown, doing well, his family, wife, and their grandchildren. They mentioned the classes they were enrolled in, playing them down, although both quite taken with them.

Finally deciding to live together for a trial period of three to four months…
And see how things went…

To be continued, if…
To end, on the other hand, if…

Walking about on tiptoe, things went well the first few weeks and did continue…
Conversation was sparse at first, and did become quite animated; both busy with their classes, families, friends, and household.

In the future, things would continue…, but who knew?

It remained to be seen, but both were optimistic.

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Dear Reader,

I tried to write this lyric essay using style techniques, including paragraphing, sectioning, dialogue, scene and correct grammar, effectively.

It was difficult putting this essay together, as pieces and paragraphs originally handwritten in an even rougher draft were out of order or overwritten.

No particular sentence stands out in the essay.

I do hope the essay and style techniques used created an effective essay.

Essay Three

Joanne and Eric were parting ways.

For both, it was a decision for more comfort as individuals, before they could work together as a team or couple.

Perhaps a return to previous occupations.
Perhaps development in new and different directions.

It remained to be seen.

“Well, I guess this is it.”

“Yeah, I guess so… well, why don’t we separate, but plan a meeting in six months…”

“Well, I guess that would be OK…, maybe even four months.”

“OK”.

Was reinvention possible?

For some, the answer was no.
For others…, why not? If walking and breathing, then at any age.

Joanne, with a new found interest in the foods of various cultures considered attending a cooking course. After checking cooking schools, even a chef’s certificate she decided taste and food preparation were really not her thing.

She had heard something about an interior design certificate at NYU. She always did have an interest in interior design, always remodeling areas of her apartment, even those areas already remodeled before.

She decided to check it out.

Eric, if not out walking for exercise, was usually on the computer. He had dealt with the couple’s business previously.

No reason to be on the computer now… the business was over… or was there?

Perhaps a computer class.
Perhaps computer programming.

He could google computer schools and classes on the internet. An older citizen, although looking good for his age, he heard that some major colleges had very reduced rates for older citizens.

Long ago, he had heard Columbia had a Master’s degree program in computer programming. Did they still have it? and very reduced rates for older citizens? or other major colleges?

Perhaps he would google it and find out.

Although apart; both do take courses. Joanne does take an course in NYU’s Interior Design Certificate program. She hates to admit it, but she does like it oddly enough, and it does keep her busy and absorbed, and does lead to even another.

Eric likewise finds the MA program at Columbia still does exist and there are reduced rates for older citizens (one of the advantages of being an older citizen), and with no intention whatsoever of getting a Master’s, does enroll in a computer course followed by a programming course.

Both enjoy courses immensely, but when they get home; well, walls aren’t much company; definitely not high on the list for company.

And one had to admit, each did miss the other.

But why, each wondered… they were not alike, they had nothing in common…

Was it a history, of sorts…?

Who knew?

The fact remained. Each was secretly glad they had planned a meeting in four months.

In fact, there must have been some reason they were married in the first place…
Each had no idea why, but some reason.

And, if they really weren’t alike, well, perhaps they could be complementary; one’s strong points’, the other’s weak points. Business, a perfect example; one could manage business affairs; one could worki at business projects.

Structure and connections though different, inputs and outputs were the same, but in varying proportions.

With the huge number of obstacles, divergent crossing paths, and very necessary, difficult work entailed, was it worth it?

Both decided yes; workable; no other choice; and definitely stronger together, than apart.

Four months later, they met at the Stars Diner, an upscale diner-restaurant with square, rectangular wood tables. Tables were set with white placemats and napkins, salt and pepper shakers, and ketchup as well.
To booths or chairs, on black and white checkered marble and wood floors, waiters and waitresses bustled about pouring coffee and tea; she, ordering a salad, he, a burger on whole wheat, with lettuce, tomato and fries.

Conversation was simple and sparse.

They bid each other hello, asked the other how they were, discussed the weather and such. They talked about their son, grown, doing well, his family, wife, and their grandchildren. They mentioned the classes they were enrolled in, playing them down, although both quite taken with them.

Finally deciding to live together for a trial period of three to four months…
And see how things went…

To be continued, if…
To end, on the other hand, if…

Walking about on tiptoe, things went well the first few weeks and did continue…
Conversation was sparse at first, and did become quite animated; both busy with their classes, families, friends, and household.

In the future, things would continue…, but who knew?

It remained to be seen, but both were optimistic.

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