Jay Goodwin: A Short Story

A tragedy in its own right must evoke emotion and a response from the audience through effective use of several elements evident in Shakespeare’s and Aristotle’s style of tragic writing. The plot progression of a tragedy should be rather specific under the idea which leads, ultimately, to the downfall of the protagonist. Despite the sorrowful story behind Richard Van Camp’s short story “Mermaids,” the exclusion of several core elements from both styles of writing prevent this piece from being classified a tragedy. “Mermaids” lacked the development of a tragic flaw in the main character, Torchy, and furthermore did not lead the character to their tragic demise, Van Camp also excluded the idea of isolating him over time and rather brought him closer to those around him to get over his inner conflict, which is unlike a tragedy.

Previous journalist, Jason Goldman-Hall, regards online news bloggers as amateurs who don’t meet the standards that a professional journalist is forced to meet.

What started out as a visit with his best friend, soon turned into a nightmare for JW Betts. After a disastrous rodeo competition, he decided he needed to take a break from the rigors of rodeo. When he arrived, ready to start relaxing, he was shocked to find a woman, Tonya Raines, hiding in his horse trailer. His situation had quickly gone from bad to worse.

When James meet Aubrey, he finds out that he knew his mother and her family and James learns about his family. Aubrey was a fine, wise, old man that James has met and they spoke easily for a while. He learns about the past and Aubrey says to him that there isn't many of them left, meaning Jewish people. Aubrey says, “ It was not that easy a place for a Jew to live. It was a tiny population of Jews.”(McBride 225). That is why most of them lived somewhere else to make a living. Aubrey spoke into the tape recorded and when he finished he said to James, “She picked that life for herself and she lived it. that's all...She raised twelve children. She led a good life.”(McBride 227). His mother in life achieved something good and she loved it; after

When you think of meeting a guy and he could be your bestfriend and boyfriend while being everything you could ask for in a guy, do you think it’s too good to be true? On July 26th, 2015 I met that guy and five days later when we were sitting on his tailgate in my driveway, talking he asked me to be his girlfriend.Saying yes was one of the greatest choices I’ve made in my life. This wonderful guy’s name is Matthew Tyler Standish. He’s the best thing to come into my life and now I don’t know what I’d do without him. He never fails to be there when I need someone most, even if it’s three a.m- he comes with open arms ready to listen. He always makes me laugh and sometimes till I cry (in a good way of course). He never fails to impress me and he’s

Jay and Arty both disliked going to their grandma’s house. Jay said “Pop doesn't even like to come and it's his own mother” . . . He has also been afraid of her when he was a kid. She'd come out of that door with a limp and a cane and looked like she was going to kill you. When Jay was five, He drew a picture of her and called it "Frankenstein's Grandma." He asked Arty if he ever saw it. “If she did, you'd be an only child today” Arty said. Pop said she could swing her cane so fast, she could have been one of the greatest golfers in the world. All Arty remembered was, he hated kissing her. It felt like putting your face on a wrinkled ice cube. Jay agreed and said “Yeah, she's cold all right.” She was she only one at Mom's funeral who didn't

George Hand sits on his couch struggling to load his only bullet into his revolver. He is frustrated and his body, wet with sweat. His hands were shaking making it difficult to guide the bullet into the chamber, but he finally succeeds. He closes and spins the barrel, and listens just like he'd seen on TV. He was ready now, for a solo game of Russian Roulette. He pressed the barrel against his temple, tipped his head forward and squeezed his eyes shut, his hands still shaking uncontrollably as tears race away from the well in his eyes. ‟Come on George, just do it,” he shouts to no one else in the room. He lowers the gun to his lap and takes a deep breath. He wipes away the tears with his forearm and says, ‟Relax...” He reaches for his bottle

Time had flown by rapidly and Lawrence Exeter Jr was turning eighteen. His father, Lawrence Exeter Sr., was a 45 year old businessman working for a fancy company. He had grey hair, which used to be brown, and had to wear reading glasses. Money was never a problem for the Exeter's in fact, the folks around town said they had rather too much money. L dumbstruck of what present he should buy his son. Perhaps a dog, or maybe a house? What could an eighteen year old boy want? A lightbulb went off in his head. He knew what he was going to get him. The next morning came sooner than expected and Jr. was excited to see his gift. Sr. waited for Jr. to meet him out in front of their garage. A glistening red cadillac car was parked, awaiting to be touched

Hello Discord's members, My name is Johnathan Kibler. I live in Phoenix, AZ. I am deaf (hard of hearing). My first language is ASL [American Sign Language] then English. I am old CJF [Telnet]. I am Telnet Clan in TF. Why I called my username is Elephants111? Because I made username from other game "Habbo". Most I play the game in Minecraft and some others too. Ryan, you may know me well cause I am old

Love is all around you. Andy had left home for college, he planed to take only woody with him, and put the other toys in a trash bag to be stored in a attic, but Andy’s mother misunderstand took the trash bag to garbage. The toys came out and understood that Andy intended to throw them away, they go into the box that go to Sunnyside Daycare. Andy’s toys met the other toys at Sunnyside, the toys choose to stay except woody, who find a way to return to Andy. Meanwhile, at Sunnyside Andy’s toys know the truth, they was arrested and imprisoned by Sunnyside’s gang. Woody return to Sunnyside to help his friends and told the truth about a misunderstanding that the owner does not throw Sunnyside’s toys. Woody and his friends back to Andy’s room, woody

Long ago, before people had an understanding of our world, and all ideas were new ideas, there was a beloved family in England; the Moore’s. They were a good family, hard working and truthful, but one day the father disappeared. The family had sent him off to go and buy bread in town, and he had never returned. Murdina, his wife, cried for days, wishing badly for her husband to return. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, and still there was no sign of him. Every day Murdina cried a river, and with every tear shed, her hope faded. Soon the family fell under hard times, with no one providing for the house, money became an issue. The eldest son soon went to go find work, but there seemed to be no job ready for him to take. One

Paul Strand, a 20th century American photographer and filmmaker, was responsible for establishing photography as an art form. He is quoted as having said: “The artist's world is limitless. It can be found anywhere, far from where he lives or a few feet away. It is always on his doorstep.” And that sentiment is the inner driving force of each artisan in the Margaret River Regional artist community.

In a little town in Wyoming lived a little baby giraffe, at birth his parents tried to find the perfect name for him they tried Hank, Wallie, and Mike. his sister the older giraffe said to his mama and papa “how about Gerald”. His parents stopped to think for a while and at the same time they agreed. That was the day that gerald the lonely and sad giraffe was born.

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It was a normal Tuesday morning. Jordan Adams was a 26 year old man who lived in New York City and he was on his way to his train in the Subway. He was wearing his suit and had his bag of papers to present to his company. He wanted to propose his book ideas and to soon write them. Jordan checked the train arrival times and saw that his train should be there in five minutes. The train came to the station and people started to come out.