A “fron­tier, a dangerous wilderness, a haven for outlaws”…

Welcome Class!

I hope this blog will be a useful tool for our class discussions, as well as a way to expand your knowledge of various texts and forms of language. Please check the blog regularly for any notices or updates on assignments. You can even comment or email our blog email address if you need any clarification on a topic.

In class we can discuss further how we will use the blog to augment our study of English language texts. For now, however, I thought I’d provide you with some written examples of some of the ideas we talk about in class. Having thought a lot about our “Romance novel set in the Wild West” writing assignment, I set out to find an example. I thought that the theme of the frontier might also suit our unlikely blog name, which is an even unlikelier name for stockings, if you ask me. If you’d like to indulge in some very racy and easy reading (and if you can stomach a book that might as well be subtitled “Such a Pity Slavery Had to End”), I’d recommend reading Texas Destiny by Lorraine Heath, because it is a perfect example of the form/genre/purpose/tone that we discussed. Also, Texas is, as I’m sure you know, on the border with Mexico. #thematiccohesion

What do you think of these extracts? All of them, I assure you, are 100% real.

“Amelia’s eyes flew open as the deep voice enve­loped her like a warm blanket on an autumn eve­ning. Through her tears, she saw the profile of a tall man wearing a long black coat. His very pres­ence was strong enough to block out the after­noon sun. She could tell little about his appearance except that he’d obviously bought a new hat in order to impress her. He wore it low so it cast a dark shadow over his face, a shadow that shimmered through her tears. Although he wasn’t wearing her flowers on his hat, she was certain she was meeting her future husband. Brushing the tears away from her eyes, she gave him a tremulous smile. “Mr. Leigh?” “Yes, ma’am.” Slowly, he pulled his hat from his head. The shadows retreated to reveal a strong, bold profile. His black hair curled over his collar. A strip of leather creased his forehead and circled his head…” (Texas Destiny 18)

“Dear God, but she was lovely, like a spring sun­rise tempting the flowers to unfurl their petals. Her pale lashes rested on her pink-tinged cheeks. Her lips, even in sleep, curved into the barest hint of a smile. He had spotted her right off, as soon as she’d arrived at the door of the railway car. Beneath that godawful ugly hat, the sun had glinted off hair that looked as though it had been woven from moonbeams. The smile she had given the porter as he’d helped her down the steps—even at a dis­tance—had knocked the breath out of Houston..” (Texas Destiny 34)

What can you say of the vocabulary choices? How do they help to construct a sense of the characters in a way that maybe serves the form and genre? I’d relish to hear your thoughts! Comment below!

See you in class!

Ms Roberts