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Heidi Hodgdon: Oh, the horror!
VillageSoup, May 18, 2006 by Christine Parrish
STOCKTON SPRINGS (May 18): Joss stepped into the house and saw Sophie on the floor with clean white towels around her body. She went over to Sophie and touched her forehead. It was drenched in sweat and her cheeks were red and raw from all the tears she had shed. Sophie moved slightly and then opened her eyes. “The blood, it won’t stop!” Sophie screamed as she took Joss’ arm ...
— “Good Mourning” by Heidi Hodgdon
I used to teach college composition when I was in graduate school in Colorado. My first-year comp students knew more about grammar than I did, but only three students in three years had what fiction writers like to call “voice.”
Voice is the personality and presence of the writer coming through in the writing, and it is a very, very difficult thing to teach students how to develop.
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