Riot-grrrl bands focused on female empowerment through their message and their music. Carrie Brownstein was a founding member of Sleater-Kinney, one of the defining bands of the Riot-grrrl movement. Her career as a musician, writer and actress over two decades can be seen as a reflection of third-wave feminism in the sense that both are hard to define in concrete terms. Sleater-Kinney was unlike most of the iconic Riot-grrrl bands to have emerged during this "take back the music" era. Mostly due to timing
My Side of the Mountain is a remarkable novel written by Jean Craighead George (1991). It addresses issues such as nature, independence and adventure. In the book, Sam Gribley, a boy from New York, runs away from home to live in the woods. Throughout this essay, I am going to talk about the things and the character traits that a person such as Sam needs in order to accomplish his or her goals. In the book, Sam’s goals were to reach indepence and to survive using the resources in the woods. For example
The forest of the Monster One day, there was a man, walking through the woods to get back home. The man had quite a way to go to get back home but, it was getting late, and all he had was a flashlight, a small knife, and a video recorder. The man was hearing weirder and weirder noises as he was walking, he was also starting to see weird shapes in the distance, almost as if it was a tall thin man looking at him with tentacle like things coming out of his back, and spreading in the air. The strange
Long ago, in a very distant land, there lived a man who was known by all for his bravery. Enemies flinched at his name while ladies swooned, and other hopeful heroes scowled in jealousy. He was famed for his good deeds: slaying dragons and thieves, saving damsels, winning wars; all the things one expected of a hero. However, no one had ever seen him do any of these things; they had only heard by word of mouth of his greatness. One night, a curious girl who had been told the stories of this epic
The Way Through The Woods - Original Writing Like always I would finish work at six thirty on a Friday night, but this Friday I decided to do some over time. I didn't really need the money because my father was well off, but I liked to keep on top of the paper work. I eventually finished work at about eleven o'clock and then set off home. I was really exhausted, so I was determined to arrive home quickly. There was no moon, just a solid slab of grey fog that stretched as far as I could
Analysis of In the Lake of the Woods by Tim O'Brien In the Lake of the Woods is a fictional mystery written by Tim O'Brien. Through the book we learn that our lovers, husbands, and wives have qualities beyond what our eyes can see. John Wade and Kathy are in a marriage so obscure that their secrets lead to an emotional downfall. After John Wade loss in his Senatorial Campaign, his feeling towards Kathy take on a whole different outlook. His compulsive and obsessive behavior causes Kathy to distance
XI A CAR IN THE WOODS Nate trudged up the incline through thick underbrush. The wild growth looked cool from the house, but hiking in them became a chore. The sound of a creek that ran parallel to the road acted as his compact. He couldn't always see the creek, but the gurgling shallow water rushing across the rock bottom would help him find his way back to the farm. According to Hannah, it was common long ago for large estates to have a private cemetery. They agreed that Nathan Freedman was
I got up feeling a bit melancholy at the age of 11. I remember seeing my dad's truck pull down our driveway at a very early hour in the day. Oh wait, it was a Thursday, and if my mom noticed his predictable habit of coming home on Thursday mornings, nothing may have happened. It's so weird how that it was that long ago my mom finally decided to leave him, and yet he acts the exact same way he did then, if not worse than he does now. I ran to the bathroom because I knew exactly what was going
Everyone, regardless your race, gender, ethnicity, color, etc… has that one trait, or skill, talent which makes them who they are also known as being unique. Some folks wish they could disappear in other word to be invisible, others are to transform either into a robot or their favorite cartoon characters, and so on… well mines happen to be that I believe I could be anything I put my mind to. It wasn’t something i wished for or anything crazy, but it was something I was blessed with. No one in the
The monster took his first breath and opened his eyes. Victor stood paralyzed in fear of his creature. The creature was not what Victor had expected at all; He was absolutely hideous. Victor felt a sense of responsibility as the creature’s creator and decided to treat the creature as if it were a newborn baby. Victor helped the creature take his first steps and brought him to a chair to sit down. “I’ll be right back” Victor told the creature as he went to get the creature a drink. He showed the creature
"Not gonna say anything?" she questioned. we had been standing there for a good three minutes, just staring at each other. At least, it felt like three minutes. I wasn't exactly in the mood to deal with Amy at the moment, so I had kept silent hoping she would just leave. No such luck. "Nope." "Right. So, have fun last night? I know I did." She said. I noticed how bruised up her nose was and how hard she had tried to cover it up with makeup. "I did actually. How's your nose?" "You know
They yelled, “Jake are you there? Where are you? This is not funny, come out wherever you are.” So they started walking around. Ken saw something with big green glowing eyes. He thought it was Jake and shined his flashlight on the thing with green glowing eyes. When he did, he saw a weird monster with no hair, just white shriveled skin and long fingers razor sharp, kind of like a rake. The monster turned around real quick and looked at Ken. The monster was covered in blood, and right next to the
Into the Woods There are many factors that can rapidly change the chances of harvesting a whitetail deer: the moon, precipitation, time of day, or wind to name a few. When all of these variables fall into place, the likelihood of getting that shot is dramatically increased. There is one other influence that can greatly change a hunt--patience. I have always struggled with grasping the discipline it takes; if you can find such discipline, it alters the entire game. There is one story in particular
Camping! "Hey, be careful and don't do anything stupid," my dad said to me right before I hopped into Chase Miller's dark blue Chevy S-10 with a camper shell on the back. I looked at Chase and Tyler Becker and said, "Let's go camping." As Chase pushed down the gas pedal, a big cloud of black smoke shot out of the back of the truck and the smell of burning motor oil filled the cab. It was in July, and we wanted to go camping. I asked my dad if we could go up to our family's cabin in Elk Springs
Visiting a waterfall, especially on a hot sultry day, can be a favorite way to spend a day. You get in your car, drive for miles, then get out and walk the remainder of the way to a waterfall. Civilization has cleared and marked a pathway for you and the many thousands like you who have come to enjoy these named landmarks. Rarely do you get to enjoy the natural beauty of one by just stepping out into your own backyard. Behind my house, barely noticeable, is a trail leading through the woods to a
“In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous” (Aristotle). Franklin Crabbe is the main character in the novel Crabbe by William Bell. Throughout the novel, Crabbe learns how pleasant, but forceful nature is. In the bush, Crabbe enjoys nature; he feels he’s significant, and realizes that responsibility is compulsory for survival. When people step out of their tedious routine into the nature, they gain higher self-esteem and learn to appreciate their surroundings. Initially, Crabbe
Robert Frost has been labeled as one of America 's greatest poets. He is known for his use of rural settings, his command of everyday diction, and his ability to give poetry a rhyme and meter similar to that of normal speech; he is also known to explore fundamental aspects of the human experience with his works. Frost combines these two characteristics in “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” giving the outwardly simple poem a breadth and depth that allows readers to interpret it in different
In the novel of Frankenstein the creature is considerably looking toward finding something that he feels is missing. Over the course of the creatures journey, it tends to find itself going through the woods in search for something that it feels is needed to be human. As he stumbles upon humans in the forest, he tries to talk to them or communicate with them but fails, and as a result he is hit and bruised do to its different appearance. While it escapes it studies and analysis the way in which humans
In the novel Beloved, Toni Morrison focuses on the concept of loss and renewal in Paul D’s experience in Alfred Georgia. Paul D goes through a painful transition into the reality of slavery. In Sweet Home, Master Garner treated him like a real man. However, while in captivity in Georgia he was no longer a man, but a slave. Toni Morrison makes Paul D experience many losses such as, losing his pride and humanity. However, she does not let him suffer for long. She renews him with his survival. Morrison
My Secret The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. My secret happened at Fish Lake. The summer trips that my family took to that small natural lake tucked neatly into the Trinity Alps just south of the Hoopa Valley Indian Reservation