The life of JoHo through the lens

 [Juggling]  For years I had been waiting for this moment, since I was a kid I felt this urge that I was destined for greatness. Nothing but success would be tolerated and although it sounded nice in my head the work I had to put myself through was damaging. Even as a 16 year old boy, working a 9-5, I wasn’t worried about my future. This sensation orbited around me at all times almost like a barrier of protection, it kept me sane and hopeful. Maybe I manifested it, but now here I am, one day away from playing in the College Football National Championship against Alabama. Yes, it sounds surreal but I feel like all of my life I’ve been the star on a big stage and this was no different than my middle school district championship game, or my high school state title game.  Game day had finally arrived, and the energy circling the field and locker room was electric. Their wasn’t much talk in the locker room as everyone used their own way of getting ready and hyped up for the ga...

 [Trauma]  I dropped the phone out of shock. My heart felt like it had completely stopped, like it had been stuck in an LA traffic jam on a Friday afternoon. I could feel my body quivering and my emotions started to to transition from sadness to anger. Not at anyone specific, but only myself. I couldn’t believe I was never going to see him again. All the years he took care of me, looked after me, risked his own satisfaction just to put food on the table. To think my last conversation with my own father will be an argument where I selfishly told him I hated him, if only he knew it wasn’t true. I will miss him more than he knows, because he has taught me the art of working hard and moving forward...I will carry on his legacy through generations. I walked away from the dangling phone in tears only to flare up out of anger. I was screaming, in fact I did not even know what I was saying. I had to release what ever was taking over me. I could feel the adrenaline flowing steadily thr...

 [Journey]  As he runs through the beautiful fall leaves he feels a sense of urgency. His run turns into a sprint and the joyful sensation within him turned into an intense escape. The once beautiful fall leaves that we’re slowly dropping and swirling around the woods have stopped. They’re slowly changing colors one by one. The happy warm colors are decaying. Dougs natural response is to panic. He runs through the woods hoping to make it out and onto the mainland. As he travels for hours he can’t seem to find his way out. Doug comes to the realization that he is stuck, but he knows something weird is going on. Almost like he’s living in an illusion. Doug decides to embrace the journey and travel deep into the mysterious woods. As he continues to march through he comes across a little critter, it resembled a squirrel except it wasn’t one. It looked like it was about two pounds, it had fuzzy brown hair, and an orange nose. It started to follow Doug through his journey in the woo...

A: “Hey why weren’t you at work today!!?” B: “I am so sorry Steven, I’m just going through some personal shit right now.”  A: “I don’t care anymore Philip.” A: “You can’t keep doing this to me, I had to bust my ass off and open with two people today.” B: “I know I know, I am truly sorry Steven those weren’t my intentions. I had to take care of my baby.” A: “You have one more chance, if you call off on me one more time within the next three months then you are fired!! Do you understand me?” B: “I just don’t get it man. You’re being so cold right now, my wife just had a baby and they’re my priority right now.” A: “You told me you needed one week off and I gave that to you. If you needed more days off you should have told me in advance not the night before. And most definitely just not show up, that is unacceptable.” B: “Whatever bro.” B: “By the way I showed my therapist our conversations and he is on my side, you need to chill out.” A: “OH REALLY?! Have you told your therapist I’ve ...

 Part one: One fiction writing text reminds us that “like dialogue, setting must do more than one thing at once, from illuminating the story’s symbolic underpinnings to such “practical” kinds of showing as reflecting emotion or revealing subtle aspects of a characters life” (Burroway 165).  In the following examples, pay attention to how setting manages to do more than one thing at once! 1) Setting reveals place and atmosphere.  As we read this passage from Annie Proulx’s “What Kind of Furniture Would Jesus Pick,” underline or BOLD words that are being used to establish the mood of an isolated ranch wife, beset by the wind: The house lay directly in line with a gap in the encircling hills to the northwest, and through this notch the prevailing winds poured, falling on the house with ferocity.  The house shuddered as the wind punched it and slid along the sides like a released torrent from a broken dam.  Week after week in winter it sank and rose, attacked and fe...

  Joseph Ho Thomas Maltman Fictional Writing 9/29/20 The Workplace I don’t like to think I have an ego. I am just very hardworking and driven, these characteristics drive me to be a hard ass… especially why I see that people aren’t doing their jobs. I am only 23 years old but I feel like I am 40, my back always hurts, and I have trouble with my knees. Throughout my life, I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I always thought maybe I’d be a doctor, 12 years later and I am a general manager of chipotle. I went to college for four years expecting it to help me start my one business, safe to say it did not help and wasn’t worth the money. Chipotle isn’t that bad though, I actually like my co-workers and have gotten the hang of the whole procedure. I’ve also had plenty of experience in the past as a general manager. I used to be the general manager at a pizza restaurant called Markos. Markos was fun… no it wasn’t, that is why I quit and am now working at chipotle. Why was it so bad? Well a...