Yesterday you picked out a book. You will read it the coming weeks. If you chose a short book, perhaps you will also read a second one.
Thursday – Reading class
Friday – Writing class
Thursday – Reading
Friday – Writing
How are you supposed to read?
Make sure to decide to read. Book a date with yourself. Make sure you have at least an hour. Make it cosy. Turn off your phone. Have some milk and cookies. You get the general idea. 🙂
What are you supposed to write?
The aim of the activity is to write a continuation of the story.
- If you have already finished reading the whole book: write the first chapter of a sequel, with the same characters, style and tone.
- If you have read only part of the book: write the next chapter. Try to keep the tone and style consistent with what you have read so far.
From Darkness at Noon
THE CELL DOOR SLAMMED BEHIND RUBASHOV. He remained leaning against the door for a few seconds, and lit a cigarette. On the bed to his right lay two fairly clean blankets, and the straw mattress looked newly filled. The wash-basin to his left had no plug, but the tap functioned. The can next to it had been freshly disinfected, it did not smell.
The walls on both sides were of solid brick, which would stifle the sound of tapping, but where the heating and drain pipe penetrated it, it had been plastered and resounded quite well; besides, the heating pipe itself seemed to be noise-conducting. The window started at eye-level; one could see down into the courtyard without having to pull oneself up by the bars. So far everything was in order.
He yawned, took his coat off, rolled it up and put it on the mattress as a pillow. He looked out into the yard. The snow shimmered yellow in the double light of the moon and the electric lanterns. All round the yard, along the walls, a narrow track had been cleared for the daily exercise. Dawn had not yet appeared; the stars still shone clear and frostily, in spite of the lanterns. On the rampart of the outside wall, which lay opposite Rubashov’s cell, a soldier with slanted rifle was marching the hundred steps up and down; he stamped at every step as if on parade. From time to time the yellow light of the lanterns flashed on his bayonet.
Rubashov took his shoes off, still standing at the window. He put out his cigarette, laid the stump on the floor at the end of his bedstead, and remained sitting on the mattress for a few minutes. He went back to the window once more. The courtyard was still; the sentry was just turning; above the machine-gun tower he saw a streak of the Milky Way.
Noon – mitt på dagen, middagstid
Straw mattress – madrass
wash-basin – tvättställ
stifle – tysta
plastered – gipsad
noise-conducting – ljudförstärkande
shimmering – skimmrande
rampart – värn, en väg man kan gå på en mur
lanterns – lyktor
Milky Way – Vintergatan