This is week four of the blog, and this week we are asked to read and annotate: Bullet in the Brain (Tobias Wolff). I will be adding and rewriting a scene from Bullet in the Brain and using a bit of format dialogue for this writing. In this week of my current life, I will be writing in first person and using symbolism, as write about my daily ritual when I get up from after working nights at a prison. Upon pulling the trigger, Tobias Wolff left out that there was another man in line behind Anders. This man’s name is Demetri. Demetri had almost lived the same lifestyle as Anders as aspiring book critic himself. A younger version of Anders in same way and lifestyle and aspired to be like him. A fan of Anders, however, did not noticed that his hero was going to die this day. As the Anders bleed to death he noticed the guy behind him Demetri, a former student, glaced in the eyes. Demetri felt the softness in his eye as Anders life fades away. “What a tragedy,” Demetri said aloud. “I said shut the hell up. You want to be a funny guy like this old man.” the man with the gun moves on to Demetri. “No,” Demetri said. “Then stop looking at me the way the old man did. Or your next.” Demetri fixed his gaze on the man’s now bloody wing-tip shoes. “No down there. Up there! Bright boy!” He stuck the pistol under Demetris’ chin and pushed it upward the same way he made Andre. Demetri noticed the same Gods in the sky as along with the same sexy cow and made a smirk like Andre. “You think this is funny too bright boy?” “No.” This time the man looked at the ceiling stared at the Zeus and nodded. The man with the gun made a smirk back at Demetri and then stared at Andre’s lifeless body. He then continued to rob the bank. When the robber had it ended. Demetri was still stunned. He remembered his first lover, Karen, who he was most madly in love but ended in a affair. He remembered his wife and how she would stare at him when he laughed at the wrong times. But most of all he remembered his nineteen year old son waiting at the train station on his was to Howard right before he went into the bank. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- These is week four of my day in my current life blog. In this week, I will be writing about some days are different when I have nightmares. This week in class we talked more about symbolism and first person view and I will be using these two in my writing for this blog. When I came back from a war environment to a peaceful setting in just a snap of a finger, things feel different and nothing feels the same. It’s 1:00 pm in my bedroom and now I’m awake soaked in night sweats. Breathing heavy from my nightmare, I look around my dark covered room to make sure I’m the only one. I have taken sleeping aids to help me fall asleep and now I feel better. What also helps are these angels that I have placed in every room of my house. These angels come in different shapes and sizes. Some people don’t like to have them around. However, they’re the reason why I fall asleep and some nightmares end. I get this recurring dream that I’m running in Iraq, looking for her but she is not around, and now everything is blowing up around me. Today as I rest in my bed, I feel safe because she sounds asleep without a sound under my bed waiting in her coffin. I then decided to get up and clear room by room with her because it will only make me feel more safe and secured. Sleep and security is a luxury because I haven’t slept any better because the nightmares from Iraq are back since the incident in Medellin, Colombia earlier in June. My job working in a prison is also not helping. It was supposed to be a vacation away from the norms. However, violence is not a stranger in my life and it always finds a way. I could remember me and my friends as they witness what was happening, when two gunman started robbing us in broad daylight. We all felt very helpless because no angels were with us that day. But what I guess helped was that I didn’t the language and kept my mouth shut while it all happened. This could have been a Bullet in the Brain (Tobias Wolff) moment.
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Sabatino
9/24/2018 08:02:02 am
I appreciate the added twist in the rewrite portion: how Demetri mirrors and doesn’t mirror Anders. The detail about laughing at the wrong things...stood out to me.
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Devon
9/24/2018 03:38:11 pm
I really liked how you made it almost as if time was repeating itself with Demetri but instead Demetri was just different enough from Anders so he was able to survive the encounter with the robber and still have his life flash before his eyes.
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Soumiya
9/24/2018 07:48:08 pm
First of all I would've cried like a baby because that's no joke. Getting held at gunpoint must be terrifying son. Respect for the soldier ✊🏼
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Ray CabanceI'm a student at Delaware County Community College and I major in Criminal Justice. Currently working for the State of Pennsylvania Department of Corrections. Archives
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