Creative Writing: Lake Willowberry

Nature has a powerful way of portraying good vs. bad, which parallels to the same concept intertwined with human nature. In the story “Greasy Lake” by T. Coraghessan Boyle, the author portrays this through the use of a lake by demonstrating its significance and relationship to the characters. At one time, the Greasy Lake was something of beauty and cleanliness, but then came to be the exact opposite. Through his writing, Boyle demonstrates how the setting can be a direct reflection of the characters and the experiences they encounter.

Greasy Lake is described by the narrator in a deliberately appalling to the average reader. However, the narrator and his friends see the lake as the most favorable location to spend their days and late nights. The lake itself is described as “fetid and murky, the mud banks glittering with broken glass and strewn with beer cans and the charred remains of bonfires.” (130) However, as the

“ I am so excited to go to Peru and see the sights. Especially the Rainbow Mountain. “ said Hailey the youngest of the of the family

The well known Grand Canyon wasn’t always grand. About 6 millions years ago there live a princess called Artemis, she loved a lot of things like hunting, wilderness, and animals. Her kingdom was located in the territory now called, Arizona. She always had her trusty bow and arrow everywhere she went. She hunted so much that she would bring extra animals to feed the poor. But her father didn’t like that, he was selfish and forbade her to feed the poor anymore. He wanted her daughter to be normal, like wear dresses, have proper manners, and be quiet like every princess should be. She didn’t like that, her passion was to hunt, and possibly become a warrior with her true love. The fault with that dream she had no true love.

Grand Teton National Park is wonderful to visit any time of year, but Fall is my favorite. Autumn brings many wonderful things to the Tetons, but one thing it takes away are the large crowds of summer. Whew!

After a long mountainous drive, I arrived at my destination to embrace one of nature’s wonders in the Great Smokey Mountain National Park, Abram Falls Trail. Upon departing the car, a cool crisp breeze brushed my face and the aroma of bacon lingered in the early morning air from the neighboring campground. The narrow rocky footpath looked like a tedious adventure, however a gorgeous, vibrant array of red, purple, orange, and yellow wildflowers blossoming at the entrance made the trail alluring. Navigating the rocky, uneven terrain required sturdy footing, but the quiet stillness created a peaceful relaxing atmosphere. The lush pine-oak forest formed a green canopy of shelter above the trail, offering welcome cool shade, as vivid sunlight filtered through the foliage. A sweet honey fragrance permeated the air, as a stunning scene displayed a cluster of purple and pure white

Red Fern South Dakota has always been a quiet town, where only the trees made a sound when the wind blew, and when the dogs barked when someone drove by. A girl about five years old by the name of Jordan grew up on a little farm two miles away from Red Fern; her mother, Kristina, had a tough time keeping a sound eye on her. Amidst the cow lot and lake beds she was constantly somewhere unknown; Jordan would be under the bed, in the toy box, and outside in the hay bales. Jordan loved being outside. She found herself making tea in an old coffee can, the tea consisted of grass, berries from evergreen tree, and even rocks. She would stir it together with a stick, until the water turned a pear green. Jordan would filter the green mixture through

I never knew the Smokies were so close to my grandparent’s retirement village. Every summer all the cousins jammed into Grandpa’s Ford for our jaunt up the mountains. But back then the hills had no name. They were recognized only by the pop of our ears and the pink silk trees bowing down to the highway. Since those days I have grown partial to any patch of grass with “National Park” tacked to its title. Today the mimosas still tossed their petals to traffic, and the truck remembered its ever-present perfume of damp golden retriever. But today we were going to The Great Smoky Mountains National Park. “Cade’s Cove, next left,” the road sign read, and two bikes bumped along on the car hitch.

The lake in the novel, In the Lake of the Woods, symbolizes the concealed secrets of John’s past. Lakes are very mysterious things; the surface of the lake can be seen for miles, however, underneath the surface there is so much uncharted area that a person is unable to see. The deeper you travel into the depths of the lake, the darker it gets, fore the light of the sun doesn’t reach these areas. These characteristics of the lake exemplify secrets a person, especially those of John. The deep depths of the lake are the dark secrets John tries so hard to conceal and the light illuminating the shallow parts of the water is the part of himself he allows people to see.

lakes, while originally havens for the strange creatures, are shadows of their former selves. Lake Chalco

In our brochure, the Mount Willard trail’s level read moderate and Jason glanced up from the page and offered a warning.

Many people think that Jason shouldn’t be given credit for getting the fleece, because he had help. One of the people he had help from was, the heroine Atlanta. Atlanta was super fast, and she helped Jason on his journey to get the golden fleece. But since want with Jason to retrieve the fleece, and she has a form of super powers, so it’s very unfair that he got to have her on his “team”, right? Well, if you think Atlanta was unfair for him to have on his team, he also had one person that is pretty well known. His name is Heracles, and he is one of the more known heroes, because he had a Disney movie made about him. Heracles was super strong and could lift almost anything. He had to do twelve labors sent to him by the greek goddess, Hera. So, Heracles had a lot of hero “training”, so it’s not fair that Jason had him on his team, as well right? But, in actuality, Jason did do a lot of the work getting the fleece. Jason had to talk to the king of Colchis, and the king disliked Jason almost immediately, after he saw him for the first time. Jason had to do most of the work for this trip, even though he did have

I layed back, kicked my feet up, and looked up at the sun trying to break through the leaves of the enormous Oak trees. There is one place I always end up when I want to escape from the rest of the world: Pokagon State Park.

There is was in salt lake city UT on the sidewalk and a I was going back home from my friends house and I went an got some food and a botel of water. From 7 elevon and i walk out of a store and i walking down the sidewalk again and sodenly.

It was a blazing, sunny day in Lake Havasu City, Arizona reading a temperature of 120 degrees Fahrenheit out on the back patio. The hot air felt like the inside of an oven against a human being’s skin. As a Lake Havasu City native, little seven- year- old Scarlett Suzanne had no trouble at all swimming in the pool at such extremely sizzling temperatures. She would play for hours on end pretending she was Ariel from “The Little Mermaid” until her mother would have to drag her inside for supper. Although Scarlett was practically a fish in the water, she was not allowed to go outside unless her mother was home or was watching her.