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Part-Time., Anthony Mark Piedmonte

Electronic Theses and Dissertations

This thesis is a creative writing project in prose covering the first 70 pages of a novel manuscript titled Part-time. Part-time will center around a 25-year-old medical school dropout starting a new job at a neighborhood golf clubhouse and gym. This coming-of-age narrative follows Danny as he struggles with his sexual identity, student debt, and job outlook after returning to the privileged community he grew up in. This sample will introduce the major characters, the clubhouse setting, and the forming relationship dynamics. By the end of these pages, readers will gain insight into how the part-time employees of the Longwood …

Cervantes Y El Derecho: Préstamos Recíprocos, Susan K. Byrne

Department of World Languages Faculty Research

There is a well-recognised close relationship between creative and juridical writings. At times, authors of creative texts adapt juridical elements in the form of minor details, or broad thematic bases, so as to create convincing fictional realities. Alternatively, they use the same aspects to comment on socio-juridical problems in an ambiguous or ironic fashion. This study focuses on the history of these processes and, specifically, on certain key examples in the works of Miguel de Cervantes, seen in relation to multiple legal documents, including a late sixteenth-century manuscript that details punishments for erotic crimes.

The Same River Twice, Claire Remy Pincumbe

Graduate Theses and Dissertations

This thesis is a portion of a novel written during my time at the University of Arkansas.

Through Critique And Beyond: Speculative Fiction As A Tool Of Critical Pedagogy, Syd Thorne

Master's Projects and Capstones

This field projects centers around the issue of hopelessness among teachers and students and examines the genre of speculative fiction as a potential tool for cultivating critical hope in the classroom and as an asset to critical pedagogy. Utopian pedagogy and critical pedagogy make up the theoretical framework of this research and project development. The research explores the use of speculative fiction in three areas: activism and identity, student engagement, and utopian performance. The review of the literature demonstrates that the use of speculative fiction in the classroom has the potential to engage students in conversations about social justice and …

Writing Black Characters Out Of The Margins Of Fantasy With Secrets Of Candeo, Julienne Parks

Electronic Theses, Projects, and Dissertations

The crawling pace that the production of diverse fantasy books has set for itself continues to reveal that Black characters and the representation of Blackness in fiction is lacking in a detrimental way. Specifically speaking, this thesis focuses on the prevalent lack of Black characters in the fantasy genre, where Black people are cast as minor characters to a white protagonist’s story like Angela Johnson from Harry Potter; cast as abominations of anti-Black stereotypes in monsters like the Uruk-hai of Lord of the Rings; and cast as side(kick) characters like Vetch from Earthsea, aka Black characters who are …

Demigods And Gender Roles: Non-Heteronormative Gender Expressions And The Works Of Rick Riordan, Lee M. Witkowski

Binghamton University Undergraduate Journal

Gender serves as a powerful ideology to systematically oppress minorities, such as women and people within the LGBTQ+ community. This ideology is learned at a young age through media such as fantasy literature. By analyzing several fantasy texts through a lens of gender politics, I track the history of gender in the fantasy genre and posit that inclusive works such as those of Rick Riordan influence children and adolescents to become more accepting of sexual and gender minorities.

Shadowcrest Manor, Michaela Bishop

The Tuxedo Archives

A soft cold breeze flowed throughout the whole house, it carried the scent of the Sea Island cotton and seawater, taking away the smell of dust and stillness. Shadowrest Manor was to become our new home here in Charleston. The manor had been vacant for a while since its last owner had passed away and leaving no will or surviving heir, the plantation was shut down. The outside was a little bit weather damaged however, Father is having the whole house repainted a colonial white, the front columns will be a nice off white to balance the main color. The …

Looking Backward While Pushing Forward, Rebecca Elizabeth Van Horn

The Tuxedo Archives

“We’re so old, Becky. Becky, we are so old.” This palindromic couplet came from the ex-boyfriend I hadn’t seen in over ten years. We had been in a brief and mildly dysfunctional relationship ten years before that, back when I was twenty and he was thirty. We had remained friends after our breakup and, after a few years absence, regained contact through the contemporary perpetual This is Your Life-esque reunion of social media.

Behave, Gina Vucci

The Tuxedo Archives

Serve the guests. Don’t cry. Take your brother for a walk. Your father was such an incredible man. Your father loved you. You were his favorite. I’ll just let everyone else cry while I learn to live with this feeling in the pit of my stomach. Leave her alone. It’s fine if she wants to wear her red velvet dress from last Christmas. She can wear what she wants to the funeral. Touch his hand; it’s the last time you’ll ever see him. I don’t know you, but I can’t stop sobbing in your arms.

Eclipse, Cameron Almeida

The Tuxedo Archives

You might find me at the end of my days perched on the shoreline at sunset. Some rocky overlook where the wind can blow away smoke from fire. The last embers of my life burn like a fickle memory in a nearby hole I dug, small licks of heat dancing in air brined with salt of the earth. Knowledge that these coals will fade makes me wish to have gone out brilliantly, a blaze of glory instead of here, timing the spread of painkillers in my blood with the increasingly aggressive tide. Because that’s what this is, a small beacon …

Wisdom And Superstition, Maribel Anchordoqui

The Tuxedo Archives

Don’t laugh too much or something sad will happen.

If you see a bean on the floor, pick it up or you’ll be sterile.

When pulling weeds, always talk kindly to the poison oak and let them know you will remove them so that other plants can grow. Guarantee you will never get poison oak.

Life, Eamonn Mccarthy

The Tuxedo Archives

No abstract provided.

Roses From Bolivia, Jeffrey Wincek

The Tuxedo Archives

No abstract provided.

To The Lighthouse, Bri Wilson

The Tuxedo Archives

No abstract provided.

Mija, Iris Brito-Stevens

The Tuxedo Archives

No abstract provided.

Summer Of Love, Ronald Grossi

The Tuxedo Archives

In 1967, with the news full of body counts from Vietnam and Sgt. Pepper playing on the radio, I got a call from my friend Larry saying “We gotta go see what’s happening in San Francisco.” It was the Summer of Love.

How To Bring Up Your Brother: An Authoritarian Guide For Older Sisters, Mary Morrison

The Tuxedo Archives

My troubles first began when he arrived. I was 14 months old and my first look at my new baby brother told me he couldn't be real. I had to find out, so quietly, I moved my index finger to his face and into his eye, to see if he was real!

April, Stephanie Hendricks

The Tuxedo Archives

You might not know it by looking at her ­with her luxurious black curly fur, rust colored stockings and eyebrows, white paws, broad regal white chest, white muzzle and blaze and crowning tip of white fur on the tail, a tail that seems to be perpetual wagging, in a medium slow relaxed way, in an “I’m just hanging out and loving every moment of life,” an easy way kind of wag ­for most people not in the know would just look at her and say, she’s a dog, or she’s “just” a dog, or, in a rather frightened, anxious, way, …

7 Things You Learn As A First Semester Senior In College, Melanie Carlson

The Tuxedo Archives

1. Going out is fun! And exhausting.

You probably turned 21 within a year of starting senior year, and you probably took advantage of all of your newfound freedom. This was really exciting and fun at first, but after a while you just want a nap (and also to never see a vodka redbull again. Seriously, who thought those were a good idea?).

Mom's Gone, Peter Richmond

The Tuxedo Archives

The date is August 7, 1957. It’s hard to believe that almost six decades have passed, but a look at the calendar, not to mention the event’s subsequent loneliness, make it easy to confirm. A shrink would have a field day with this one! Actually, he did! You see, the date is the day my mother left this world—died, to be blunt. She was a victim of breast cancer. She lasted barely a year after a radical mastectomy was performed that was, only to the surgeon and my father, a sham waste of time performed mainly to make my mother …