Jillian G. Keifer

I have 76 points in total from all of my readings. Adding 14 to each class attended brings that up to 90. Each of my blog posts relates to how I felt within my experience with each novel and delves into detail about the themes, characters, and form of the prose that interest me as a writer. I made sure each read as a short, personal essay that's clear, concise, and concrete in the points I wanted to address. Sometimes I combined the week's short stories into one giant essay that addressed the prompt for the week, other times I didn't have as much wiggle room in my schedule and took them one at a time.   I've missed only one class due to a tech error. However, I've never gone to a class without sharing what I've read and my thoughts about them, even responding to other classmates' points of discussion. I enjoy these genres immensely and, despite the early mornings, looked forward to what my classmates learned on their own readings.  According to the syllabus,

  It is ten years from now, the holiday season of 2030.  You are thinking about a present you might be getting for the holidays.  What is it?  Talk about how you did your holiday shopping,  What is your job and how are you doing it?  What is your living situation and what are the major issues of the day?  Please make these questions relevant to any appropriate holidays you celebrate.   I am living in a Seattle apartment with my partner and cat, shopping online for Christmas presents. I’ve been home from my job as a narrative designer on a videogame for a little. Most of it I could probably accomplish from home, but I enjoy heading into the studio to speak with people face to face. I’ve had enough of quarantine and so has the rest of the world. We’re still careful though. Only a select amount of people can be in the studio at any given time. There are still naysayers. A lot of folks have tried moving past the virus and have contented themselves with pretending things are fine. They are

  Douglas Adams’ The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy begins with a pretty funny parallel between Arthur Dent’s house being torn down for a bypass and a voice warning Earth that virtually the same thing will happen to them as well. Throughout the rest of the novel, more obsessively dark but hilarious moments ensue presenting that life is essentially meaningless and that seeking an answer to everything just ends up depressing people.  Adams’ opening description of Earth sets the tone for the rest of the novel.  Most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it wasn’t the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy. Already, he’s outlining the rest of the novel. There are things that will not be explained and trying to do so will just ruin the fun of it. The joke of Deep Thought is th