fandomhigh | Writing Workshop - 5/23 - Journalism Classroom

Chloe greeted each of the students as they ~~followed the handwavied instructions and~~ came into the Journalism classroom. Anyone who had been in here during the last semester might notice that all traces of Rita had been removed; the room had definitely become Chloe's domain.

"Good morning," she said brightly, distributing a syllabus to everyone. "Welcome to the writing workshop. For anyone I haven't met extensively yet, I'm Chloe Sullivan. Please, please call me Chloe, because any of that 'Ms. Sullivan' stuff is just going to remind me that I'm old and I have to leave this place at the end of the summer."

She gave everyone a smile and turned around to address them fully. "So, the basic idea of this workshop is to give you all a chance to experiment with different writing styles that are out there. We're going to start with non-fictional styles, and then move into some of the more entertaining fictional forms. I will warn you, I'm probably going to be doing some heavy pimping of the school newspaper, because it's kind of my baby, and it needs good people to take care of it next year. Those of you who were ~~my minions~~ part of the staff should know what I can get like." Chloe smirked.

"I figured the best way to start would be to talk about writing biographies," Chloe said, outlining a few of the characteristics of this style on the board. "This is also my sneaky way of making you all talk to each other on the first day. I've assigned each of you into a pair, and what I want you to do is get together with your partner, talk a little bit about yourselves, and then give me a minimum of 50 words on what you learned."

Pairs:

Janet Fraiser/Alanna Trebond
Rory Gilmore/Charlie Kawalsky
Marie D'Ancanto/Cameron Mitchell/Elizabeth Weir

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"You're not working with me here," Cameron sighed dramatically. "You like playing the bongos while standing on your head?"

"Well, I *can* stand on my head," Marie said. "But I've never played the bongos."

"We're on the right track anyway," he thought it over. "What about the harmonica?"

"I'm not very musical at all," Marie said.

"Recite poetry? You like writing."

"I've never recited poetry standing on my head," Marie said. "I'm sorry, Cameron. But really, I'm very boring."

"Nah, give it a week and you'll turn into something fuzzy and people will call you Marie-who-used-to-be-a-seal for the rest of the year," he assured her.

Marie's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "Are seals fuzzy?" she asked.

"Baby seals look pretty fuzzy, no?" Cameron shrugged. "What kind of animal would you like to be?"

"I guess," Marie said. "And I honestly can't say. I haven't really thought about. Are random animal transformations common around here?"

"I wouldn't say common, but there's been a few. Zero gets turned into a cat, Barbossa was a parrot, Logan a bunny, Beka a hamster..." he paused. "And I got turned into a wolfcub. I think that's it."

"What was it like being a wolfcub?" Marie wondered.

Cameron grinned, "It was fun actually once I learned how to brave the stairs and didn't drown myself trying to drink. We used to have a mayor in town who was canine and he helped me out some. Okay, so there was the one incident where I tried to eat Zero and I bit that gremlin and then Vala washed my mouth with soap which was really icky," he sighed. "Okay, being a fuzzy boyfriend probably wasn't that great."

"I think it would be a little weird having a fuzzy boyfriend," Marie said, not adding the part where she wouldn't know anything about having boyfriends at all. "How long did it last?"

"Just a few days. Which really was long enough," he chuckled. "All in all, walking on two feet is kinda fun."

"I'm pretty attached to it," Marie admitted with a smile.

"Being fuzzy will make you appreciate it even more," he said. "I think I'm officially giving you too much info about my embarrassing moments."

Marie tilted her head and looking at him thoughtfully.

"Are there more embarrassing moments you'd like to share?" she asked with a smirk.

"No," Cameron said really quickly. "Definitely not. Nope, nothing to add. Oh look, a stickbug over there," he pointed to somewhere behind her.

Writing Workshop - 5/23 - Journalism Classroom - Tuesday Morning

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners

Re: Talk With Your Partners