Essays on the works of Herta Muller.

Sample Paragraphs for essay on The Land of Green Plums by Herta Muller: Herta Muller’s cold and clinical description of factory machinery on p.106 of The Land of Green Plums subtly proposes that there are similarities between the mechanical equipment and the persona. By creating this link, Muller implies that the persona is perhaps feeling […]

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Scottish Literature Blog Entry. Week 3 (13-19th of October).

This week in class we discussed ‘The Double and the Caledonian Antisyzygy’. This idea proposes that binary opposites and duality are fundamentally part of Scottish literature and the Scottish psyche. This duality exists within our literature, for example in ‘Kidnapped’ and ‘Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde’ by Robert Louis Stevenson with the parallels of: good […]

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Scottish Literature Blog Entry. Week 2 (6-10 th of October).

In class this week, we discussed how the perception of Scotland is formed in relation to our speech. I believe that some Scottish people find difficulty in differentiating between their informal regional dialect and their formal traditional English tongue. The conflict between these two registers has to a certain extent created an insecurity and even […]

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The New Age of Merrydown: A Game of Thrones Fanfiction.

I sat by the window of my bed chamber, gazing out at the orange mountains with my fresh new born in my arms. Bundled tightly in layers of linen was my beautiful pink first born. I was delighted to have had a girl. Glad to know that Merrydown would be ruled well and with ferocity, […]

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Before I Forget: A Short Story.

I familiarised myself with Luna’s case file as I waited for her to arrive. The early morning sunlight crept through my office window, cascaded across the room and clung to the dust. I sipped my piping hot coffee as I skim read the file from Luna’s previous session with me. Date and time of appointment: […]

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Something: A Short Story.

For as long as Hollie could remember, Donald hung in her grandmothers hallway, trapped inside an ornate wooden frame, which was once gold but now murky brown as the paint peeled off in strips like little maggots curling up and dropping to the floor. The Rankin’s didn’t know how exactly they were related to Donald […]

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Ethel’s Lagoon: A Short Story.

“Your turn, Christie. Truth or dare?” Emma asked, quickly glancing at Jess as they shared an eager, mischievous grin. “Dare,” I blurted out, immediately regretting my choice as the wind on the cold, pebble beach whipped my hair around my face. The blue dye inside audibly slushed around as Emma shook the magic 8 ball. […]

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Feline: A Short Story.

  The end. Her irises had the texture of reptile scales, like small circles of crinkled foil or thin flakes of gold. They burned a radioactive, liquid, lime green that morphed into a murky mustard shade of yellow with the changing sunlight. Even her dense, muddy pupils were hypnotic with their way of dilating and […]

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Enchant: A Short Story.

I. Paloma had lived in Madison all her life with her mum, dad and little brother Cody. Madison was a small tight-knit village cut off from the surrounding towns and nestled inside a valley so deep that the only way to come and go was by aeroplane. The small population was circled by towering snowy […]

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Ivy Moon: A Short Story.

I clumsily stumbled off the train into the frosty, crispy air of Glasgow Central Station after my gruelling nightshift. My feet ached, my eyes were stinging and I was yawing with practically every breath. I couldn’t wait to cut through Thomson Street alley, to avoid the Christmas shopping hysteria in the city centre, get back […]

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