My Portfolio

 

Sign my guest book after you read my writing.

Aly Bowman -- a.k.a.-- CAT WOMAN

Portfolio Coverpage

I chose these pieces to represent my best work in the creative writing because they show a variety of my writing throughout this quarter. The first piece II chose to have in my portfolio because I had fun putting words that I found together to make a poem. I really like how the words flow togther, and actually have a point to them.

 

 

 

 


Dazzle Savvy Princess

Your electroshcking
VIVACIOUS VIBES
Titalate happy girl
SUNSHINE ON
Crumm crums
Evil freaky freaks
Cheezeball twisted
DINOMITE
SKYE!
Deliteful,
Flowermaniac
SPINNING SAVVY PRINCESS
Glisten sunshine
Fizzy water, Smooth slurpy slurp
discustified
flourescent
PRINCESS


 

ALL IN THIS SECOND WITH YOU

Little angels twinkling in the sky
The grass is damp and cold
Tickling between my toes

We look up at them
A wolf howls,
or maybe a coyote, then...
SILENCE....

A falling star

I make a wish,
I wish to always be happy
to always have fun
to be full of laughter
I wish to grow up and have a
life full of everything.
full of love
of trust and hope
I wish to be a good person
to be a leader
not a follower.
I wish to stay calm
to be in control
to be able to let go
to be spontaneous
to be loved,
by you.
I wish to find myself,
to love myself
to learn from mistakes.
I wish to be successful
to not be walked over
to always be heard
and never be forgotten.
I wish to smile like the sun
and shine like the stars.
To be a princess.

.....All in this second with you

I smile,
and squeeze your hand a little harder.
I look into your eyes,
that twinkle with light,
There's a reflection of me.

You love me....

But what did you wish ?

 

 

 

 

REQUIEM FOR A DREAM

 

If you ever wondered why D.A.R.E. had no impact on you? Do you ever wonder why they had police men come in and talk to you about how bad drugs were and why they give you their whole hugh slogan on "Just Say No?"

And they wonder, hay half the population of this country is addicted to some sort of drug. Hearing people tell their stories of life is how people are really impacted. Requiem for a dream will leave you feeling very torn apart, you will be very effected in an undescribable way. The writer and director of Darren Aronofsky did an amazing job making you feel as though you were in the minds of the characters. He made you feel as though you were the one addicted to heroine, and you would do anything to get your next fix. Anything.

The fast moving camera shots, the flashing of quick shots of junk being heated in a spoon, and then the needle being stabbed into an arm. Pupils dilate, and you, the viewer, are now high as a kite.

Harry (Jared Leto) and his best friend Tyrone (Marlyn Waynes) have a plan to get rich quick by selling drugs. But they can not stop using, so their plan back fires. You can see the changes in the characters as they get more and more addicted to their drugs. Be it diet pills, like Harry's mother Sarah, who got a call that said she would be on TV because her doctor prescibed her uppers to take instead of meals, and after half a year, she is absolutely looney.

This film is full of paranoia, misfortune, and bad choices. The sounds of this film are so important. The ever moving camera is accomanied with the sounds that narrate the scenes. Zippers zip, and matches flick. This movie gives you a real perspective on the lives of users, what they may start off being like, and how they end. If this film doesn't make you realize how terrible drugs are, then I don't know what will.

 

 

Untitled

 

The sound of smoke filled laughter echoed in the
empty factory building. The stench of perfume and cigarettes was evidence of the fun filled evening of trouble.


"Who's that?"


"Who's who?"


Startled the girls jumped, not knowing they were being watched in their rebellious behavior. All the girls scattered, leaving
just Lana there. She turned and was startled and found who it was.

"Lana hi."

"oh! God,... Its you!! what the hell are you doing here?..... When did
you get out?


"i.."

"Leave me alone" says Lana

"wanted to see..."

"they put you away!!"  Says Lana

"...you again,..."

"you're not suppose to be near me." Says Lana

"...one last time."

"this is not happening again"

"I love you more than anything in the world, I've learned that to survive you have to hold on to what you have."


"Exactly, you have NOTHING! not me, not any fiends, no family. your lies have ruined everything for you!"


"Why are you listening to everything everyone says about me? None of it is true, I would never steal from anyone."


"I can't believe anything you say! Just leave!


"I love you more than words can describe Lana. I Know that I messed up and ruined a lot, but I regret it all, if I could
take it back I would."


"What, am I suppose to just believe you and think that you miraculously changed your ways. Well, I don't think so!"


"I'm moving to San Francisco, I'm asking you to come with me. I love you."


"STOP this, we are over! What a ridiculous thing to say! How long has it been, and you decide to just waltz back into my life. NO...Just leave."

 

 

 

Criminal

 

My blood boils, my heart pounds rapidly. "Not again" I say to myself knowing whatwill happen next. My hands get cold as ice, but
somehow are sweating profusely. I know this is morally wrong and everything. But I cannot help it this feeling just overcomes me. I
always try to reason with myself, it's really good money, and fast at that.


I see it there so shiny and black, newly washed and waxed. .That's it, now it's time to take action. I run my finger over the smooth curves of
the 1948 mercury hot rod. The leather interior cool from the night. Just as simple as taking a walk in the park. I guess
it just depends what time, day or night. The day's are full of joggers, walkers and families, but night is a completely different story. You never know what is lurking behindthe bush in the shadows, under the tree. You have to fend for yourself. In this city.


The slim jim alone gets the job done. How nicely in fits in the little crack in the window. Sliding down the window, like a snake in the
jungle grasses, just reaching it's only known destination. The lock. Successfully pulled up.


There's no turning back now, only forewords. My heart is out of my throat. What did I get myself into? I'm not a criminal.
I'm not a criminal. I know all criminals say they aren't. It's denial, yes I know. But really, honestly I'm not. I'm a church going mother. A mother
caught up in with the wrong people. A snip here and a cut there, the red wire connects to the yellow wire. "varoom" the
rumble of the engine, how fabulous the purr, my heart jumps with glee. I pull my black
rimmed sunglasses over my eyes, the clutch goes in, the engine roars and we're off!!

The city is watching me, all eyes are on me, I am going to get caught, just look at their faces. The streets are empty, it's nighttime,
what am I talking about. This feeling of completion, and joy and fear all wrapped into one, the
feeling of a criminal.

One stop sign, two, city lights reflecting upside down in my sunglasses. Am I really a spectacle for the world tonight? Is everyone
watching me? Do they all know? That I'm not a criminal? That I'm just a mother trying to
survive? My heart stops. How could this be happening. This doesn't ever happen. Down shift, to a complete stop. A dead stop. I'm on my glorious getaway, and the light changes. I'm feeling good, and the light changes. The light changes, leaving me stunned in a line of cars. Everyone, so unwilling to cooperate, so
uneager to help. A mother. A criminal in disguise.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Let me know how my writing affected you. 

My Portfolio

 

Sign my guest book after you read my writing.

Aly Bowman -- a.k.a.-- CAT WOMAN

Portfolio Coverpage

I chose these pieces to represent my best work in the creative writing because they show a variety of my writing throughout this quarter. The first piece II chose to have in my portfolio because I had fun putting words that I found together to make a poem. I really like how the words flow togther, and actually have a point to them.

 

 

 

 


Dazzle Savvy Princess

Your electroshcking
VIVACIOUS VIBES
Titalate happy girl
SUNSHINE ON
Crumm crums
Evil freaky freaks
Cheezeball twisted
DINOMITE
SKYE!
Deliteful,
Flowermaniac
SPINNING SAVVY PRINCESS
Glisten sunshine
Fizzy water, Smooth slurpy slurp
discustified
flourescent
PRINCESS


 

ALL IN THIS SECOND WITH YOU

Little angels twinkling in the sky
The grass is damp and cold
Tickling between my toes

We look up at them
A wolf howls,
or maybe a coyote, then...
SILENCE....

A falling star

I make a wish,
I wish to always be happy
to always have fun
to be full of laughter
I wish to grow up and have a
life full of everything.
full of love
of trust and hope
I wish to be a good person
to be a leader
not a follower.
I wish to stay calm
to be in control
to be able to let go
to be spontaneous
to be loved,
by you.
I wish to find myself,
to love myself
to learn from mistakes.
I wish to be successful
to not be walked over
to always be heard
and never be forgotten.
I wish to smile like the sun
and shine like the stars.
To be a princess.

.....All in this second with you

I smile,
and squeeze your hand a little harder.
I look into your eyes,
that twinkle with light,
There's a reflection of me.

You love me....

But what did you wish ?

 

 

 

 

REQUIEM FOR A DREAM

 

If you ever wondered why D.A.R.E. had no impact on you? Do you ever wonder why they had police men come in and talk to you about how bad drugs were and why they give you their whole hugh slogan on "Just Say No?"

And they wonder, hay half the population of this country is addicted to some sort of drug. Hearing people tell their stories of life is how people are really impacted. Requiem for a dream will leave you feeling very torn apart, you will be very effected in an undescribable way. The writer and director of Darren Aronofsky did an amazing job making you feel as though you were in the minds of the characters. He made you feel as though you were the one addicted to heroine, and you would do anything to get your next fix. Anything.

The fast moving camera shots, the flashing of quick shots of junk being heated in a spoon, and then the needle being stabbed into an arm. Pupils dilate, and you, the viewer, are now high as a kite.

Harry (Jared Leto) and his best friend Tyrone (Marlyn Waynes) have a plan to get rich quick by selling drugs. But they can not stop using, so their plan back fires. You can see the changes in the characters as they get more and more addicted to their drugs. Be it diet pills, like Harry's mother Sarah, who got a call that said she would be on TV because her doctor prescibed her uppers to take instead of meals, and after half a year, she is absolutely looney.

This film is full of paranoia, misfortune, and bad choices. The sounds of this film are so important. The ever moving camera is accomanied with the sounds that narrate the scenes. Zippers zip, and matches flick. This movie gives you a real perspective on the lives of users, what they may start off being like, and how they end. If this film doesn't make you realize how terrible drugs are, then I don't know what will.

 

 

Untitled

 

The sound of smoke filled laughter echoed in the
empty factory building. The stench of perfume and cigarettes was evidence of the fun filled evening of trouble.


"Who's that?"


"Who's who?"


Startled the girls jumped, not knowing they were being watched in their rebellious behavior. All the girls scattered, leaving
just Lana there. She turned and was startled and found who it was.

"Lana hi."

"oh! God,... Its you!! what the hell are you doing here?..... When did
you get out?


"i.."

"Leave me alone" says Lana

"wanted to see..."

"they put you away!!"  Says Lana

"...you again,..."

"you're not suppose to be near me." Says Lana

"...one last time."

"this is not happening again"

"I love you more than anything in the world, I've learned that to survive you have to hold on to what you have."


"Exactly, you have NOTHING! not me, not any fiends, no family. your lies have ruined everything for you!"


"Why are you listening to everything everyone says about me? None of it is true, I would never steal from anyone."


"I can't believe anything you say! Just leave!


"I love you more than words can describe Lana. I Know that I messed up and ruined a lot, but I regret it all, if I could
take it back I would."


"What, am I suppose to just believe you and think that you miraculously changed your ways. Well, I don't think so!"


"I'm moving to San Francisco, I'm asking you to come with me. I love you."


"STOP this, we are over! What a ridiculous thing to say! How long has it been, and you decide to just waltz back into my life. NO...Just leave."

 

 

 

Criminal

 

My blood boils, my heart pounds rapidly. "Not again" I say to myself knowing whatwill happen next. My hands get cold as ice, but
somehow are sweating profusely. I know this is morally wrong and everything. But I cannot help it this feeling just overcomes me. I
always try to reason with myself, it's really good money, and fast at that.


I see it there so shiny and black, newly washed and waxed. .That's it, now it's time to take action. I run my finger over the smooth curves of
the 1948 mercury hot rod. The leather interior cool from the night. Just as simple as taking a walk in the park. I guess
it just depends what time, day or night. The day's are full of joggers, walkers and families, but night is a completely different story. You never know what is lurking behindthe bush in the shadows, under the tree. You have to fend for yourself. In this city.


The slim jim alone gets the job done. How nicely in fits in the little crack in the window. Sliding down the window, like a snake in the
jungle grasses, just reaching it's only known destination. The lock. Successfully pulled up.


There's no turning back now, only forewords. My heart is out of my throat. What did I get myself into? I'm not a criminal.
I'm not a criminal. I know all criminals say they aren't. It's denial, yes I know. But really, honestly I'm not. I'm a church going mother. A mother
caught up in with the wrong people. A snip here and a cut there, the red wire connects to the yellow wire. "varoom" the
rumble of the engine, how fabulous the purr, my heart jumps with glee. I pull my black
rimmed sunglasses over my eyes, the clutch goes in, the engine roars and we're off!!

The city is watching me, all eyes are on me, I am going to get caught, just look at their faces. The streets are empty, it's nighttime,
what am I talking about. This feeling of completion, and joy and fear all wrapped into one, the
feeling of a criminal.

One stop sign, two, city lights reflecting upside down in my sunglasses. Am I really a spectacle for the world tonight? Is everyone
watching me? Do they all know? That I'm not a criminal? That I'm just a mother trying to
survive? My heart stops. How could this be happening. This doesn't ever happen. Down shift, to a complete stop. A dead stop. I'm on my glorious getaway, and the light changes. I'm feeling good, and the light changes. The light changes, leaving me stunned in a line of cars. Everyone, so unwilling to cooperate, so
uneager to help. A mother. A criminal in disguise.

                               

Let me know how my writing affected you. 

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Date:
09 Apr 2001
Time:
21:22:56
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aly fabulous work


Date:
17 Apr 2001
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03:06:30
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Very, vivacious, use of words!


Date:
19 Apr 2001
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00:43:48
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awesome job, baby!! just kidding! i love you


Date:
19 Apr 2001
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00:44:31
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bayb


Date:
14 May 2001
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12:31:18
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Your second poem on this pager is awsome! Ilove it. Keep up the good work.


Date:
01 Jun 2001
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12:17:33
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your princess one is awesome,I love your work :) nikki


Date:
04 Jun 2001
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11:49:44
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Aly,Great work! I really like your first peom it is very creative and gets to the point. It is also fun to read. Your second poem is very touching. I like the way it flows. The movie you talk about in your last piece sounds really interesting. I have never seen it and probubly should. My grading rubric is: A- awsome, G- good, N- needs some work. You definitly get an, A. - Andrea


Date:
04 Jun 2001
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11:50:46
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Aly,Great work! I really like your first poem it is very creative, and also fun to read. Your second poem is very touching. I like the way it flows. The movie you talk about in your last piece sounds really interesting. I have never seen it and probubly should. My grading rubric is: A- awsome, G- good, N- needs some work. You definitly get an, A. - Andrea


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06 Jun 2001
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Date:
06 Jun 2001
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Aly - I love the words you chose for your first poem. They aren't just run-of-the-mill words, they stand out and "dazzle". The creative way you pieced them together really made them stand out. The poem is fast moving and sharp. It was fun to read. The whole thing sounded to me like an inside joke, with all the unusual phrases. My rating scale is P=powerful, M=mediocre, S=struggled through it. You definately recieve a P.


Date:
06 Jun 2001
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Aly- Your movie review was excellent, it really described all the aspects of the film. In some places, however, there were some grammar slip-ups. For example, "Requiem for dream" should be underlined, or italicized, or put into bold to make it stand out as the title of the movie, and spelling mistakes such as "hugh" are easy enough to correct. Making these changes will give your piece a more polished look. Nonetheless, your review was very well written, and I am going to rent the movie this weekend. You get an LP=little less then powerful. Emily Gilbert


Date:
11 Jun 2001
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20:20:55
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In your draft of "In This Second With You", you tried to tell all your dreams and how it all ties into the happy moment with whoever it is you love. You succeeded in setting a warm fuzzy feeling and adding a great one-liner at the end to make the reader think. I was confused by the princess thing. Maybe if you put that part first we'd get the idea that all the above things were what being a princess consisted of. In another draft that might be a good thing to change. My scale is Phenomenal, Thought-Provoking, Written to Avoid Getting a Zero, and Needs a Lot More Work. I give this piece a Phenomenal.


Date:
11 Jun 2001
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20:55:28
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In your draft titled "Untitled", you tried to express your anger towards someone who you wished to live without but who was also very close to you at one time. You succeeded in expressing your anger. I felt confused because there was no clear story-line. I knew there was a problem, that it might have been the return of an unwanted person, but nothing else was very definate. Maybe if you added some narration in the end as in the beginning it would help.In another draftI would suggest maybe making a better circle from beginning to end to leave the reader with a better sense of understanding. My rating scale is Phenomenal, Thought-Provoking, Written to Avoid Getting a Zero, and Needs a Lot More Work. I give this piece a Needs a Lot More Work. Your Evaluator: Erin


Date:
14 Jun 2001
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Hi. Mr. McGonegal here. This is your portfolio evaluation. Do you remember what I use for an evaluation scale? An "AW" for AWARD WINNING, a "P" for PUBLISHABLE, or a "p" for PASSING. Your first piece: p. Your second piece: P. Your third piece: p. Your fourth piece:p . Your fifth piece:P .Overall, your portfolio represented some of the good work you did this quarter. It was a pleasure writing with you this quarter, and I hope you will keep writing and stop by trueteacher.com to see what your successors are writing for "found poems," "criminal mind" stories, and travelogues. Best, Mr. M.