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Sent Seductively
Of all the letter-writing topics we explored this year, I was most excited about love letters. However, I noticed something. The love shared always aligned with the traditional family values of the times. I read countless love letters from people in heterosexual relationships, traditional families, or love shared by friends. It’s not that homosexual relationships didn’t exist at the time; they just had to be better about hiding it. However, letters provide an intimate way to share private information, so there are homoromantic letters; we just didn’t read any this year. Therefore it’s time to take a deep dive into one of history’s homosexual love affairs, specifically those of famous…
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Dear Callie (aka an open letter to my calendar)
Whenever I am confused, Callie is the first thing I turn to. Callie always knows what is next and how to guide me about my day. Callie reminds me when it is time to leave, wake up, and go to sleep. I live based on its command. I spent many hours staring at Callie, looking at it for answers, so I decided to make it pretty. I created a color key to understand Callie without even reading the words I had written down. It worked for a while until I started joining clubs, and then I hit a problem. There weren’t enough colors. I tried placing Callie in different locations:…
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The Story Behind the Story
Since this week, we focused on our creative writing assignment; I thought it would be fun to do this week’s creative writing on what inspired my creative writing piece. For the longest time, I have been enamored by love stories! I watch Hallmark movies and read romance novels obsessively. My parents have an adorable love story. They were high school sweethearts who broke up in college and got back together after going to a wedding together; then, my dad showed up a few days after on my mom’s doorstep with yellow roses to confess his love. Also, my mother was an actress who taught me Shakespeare’s romances from a young…
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Last Love
Eleanor sat up in her bed. “Would you like more tea?” one of her maids asked. “No.” The word barely audible against her faint breath. “I want to write,” she mumbled, “get me my quill.” The maids rushed to her side with quill and parchment, fear in their eyes. They knew that Eleanor was in pain and that writing would only cause her more, but they would not deny the frail young women her wish. When she was healthy, Eleanor would write daily to her friend Fredrick. She would wait by the window for the postman to see if Frederick had written back yet, and twirl around in delight when…
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Everyone Needs Love
Although I thoroughly enjoyed everything about this week due to my hopeless romantic nature, the one thing that has stuck with me was the Ted Talk: Love Letters to Strangers. As someone who sends bi-weekly love letters to her boyfriend, I have always viewed love letters as very personal things that should just be shared between the people in the relationship. Even though my parents are known as the PDA couple of my friend group, I have yet to see the letters they wrote through college despite hearing numerous stories about them. It was like a secret that just the two of them shared, and although I knew my parents…
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The Anne Frank Dilemma
Due to letters, we have found a way to preserve people and their lives. Millions of letters were sent between families during WWII, and over time collections of them have been formed, both personal and private, that have an ornate effect on people. They expand both people’s knowledge of what it was like to be in the war, sparking a historical interest. Ones in museums and online collections have further shaped opinions on the war, allowing people to feel connected with the past. There is no question about the vitality of the letters, but when reading such personal letters feels unethical, why does one continue? The Dear Bessie letters raise…