Great Gatsby Dialectical Journal

20. “The docking module – which looked a lot like a giant version of a propane container you might hook up to your barbeque, only orange…” (Pg. 188) A simile is used to describe the docking module by comparing it to a propane container.

Authors Note: This Chapters kind of like a Introduction, but I plan for the other chapters to be longer.

MR. JARED, SIR. I did exactly as you ordered me to do, sir. I went and took Miss Ruby those new supplies,” answered Booker.

11. What type of pants does Tod try at the thrift store? He tries flared pants.

Whenever Nick mentions the eyes he always realizes something else immediately afterward as if the eyes were reminding him or telling him. The eyes appear to be Nick’s guide. When Nick, Tom, and Jordan are in the car with an awkward silence between them, Nick notices the eyes’ watching over them and he becomes reminded that the car needs gas. Then, when they are getting gas he feels like he’s being watched so he looks at the eyes than above him to notice Myrtle looking at them with terror. The eyes are like Nick guardian that hints at him where to go so that everything lines up. It wasn’t just by chance that Nick notices the eyes just in time for Jordan to notice the garage that contains to women Tom is having an affair with in it. The eyes

Body 1: As the book begins to narrow down on the qualities of Jay Gatsby, the reader cannot help to notice the extravagant possessions he owns. On hot summer nights in the West Egg of New York, Gatsby would host gaudy parties every weekend for whomever wanted to attend. His intention was for his long lost lover from across the bay, Daisy Buchanan, to come to a party. Unfortunately, it wasn't until Nick Carraway brought her into one, months after he had been hosting. “...Every Friday, 5 crates of oranges and lemons arrived from a fruiterer...enough colored lights to cover a Christmas tree in Gatsby’s enormous garden...spiced baked hams crowded against salads of harlequin designs…” (39,40 Fitzgerald). Jay Gatsby orders all the lavish foods

In chapter 8 being an outcast/ or a loner was a feeling from this book that I wasn't expecting. I from where the books seemed like it was going it was that sex doesn't matter companionship is what Bernard wants and I believe that there it's a little weird the feelings and thoughts he's having in his head.m" Bernard says repetitively how alone he is and how he's growing feelings for Linda and like how she's noticing it and is growing them as well. From what I have read. It almost gives a sense that Linda cares and like they understand each other.

It’s mid to late afternoon when he wakes alone in his tent. The empty bottle and flask are sitting in the middle of his small table holding down a piece of paper.

"Oh, Gods! Give me strength!" Milano pleaded, looking up at the ceiling, hoping that it would split apart, the gods would descend to the earth and calm his raging flesh.

It’s a humid hot summer night, lee is a nine year old boy, and he really dislikes summer nights, for him, summer nights are usually like an indescribable mystery. The unseen spirits are so active on summer nights, they make noise, they talk to each other. Yes, they are not shy to give surprises to some sensitive kids, like Lee.

Response: This quote characterizes Tom as a man who takes pride in what others think of him and his family. Even though he will probably never see the truck driver again, Tom feels the need to clarify that both he and his father are literate. Although it would appear that he and his father are not close because they haven't exchanged letters, Tom is quick to defend his father so he must care for him.

Tom’s expression became pensive before his lower lip pushed into a soft, enticing pout and lifting his gaze slightly, he peered solemnly up at Booker through his long, thick lashes. “I have trouble trusting people,” he confessed softly, his dark eyes shimmering with emotion. “But I do trust you. I’m lonely, Dennis. I had no real human contact for six months and then you showed up. It was terrifying, but suddenly, there was someone who had belief in me and didn’t just see a disabled ex-con. You made me want to be Tom Hanson again and that’s why I stopped taking my meds; I didn’t want to be that fucked up zombie anymore. But I crave more… I need more. There’s something between us and I can’t live here pretending there’s not. I know we can’t be intimate, but there’s nothing wrong with hugging and kissing, is there? I mean, we’re friends, right? We can do that as friends… can’t we?”

A few days later, after sealing the letter and hiding in between my mattress and spring box, Alfred told me to pack for an important meeting. I tucked the letter for Vlad into a small pocket of the suitcase before tossing it into the trunk. The next morning, Alfred woke up earlier than usual and told me to get ready. I thought he told me the flight was at 11 am., why are we getting ready at five o’ clock? I took a quick shower and dressed for the Spring weather outside, carrying an extra coat for the blistering cold of Russia. I double-checked my room for anything I would need such as a toothbrush or shampoo bottle.

“THERE WAS NO PEACE for me that night, no escape. My nightmares were more intense than usual. It seemed like I was jerked awake every few minutes, terrorized by things only I could see but couldn't explain. Things like the windshield wipers going so fast they were almost invisible. A weight pinning me down so I couldn’t move no matter how hard I fought. Screams - I thought they were my own. But there were other screams too. And faces, they felt familiar, though I wasn’t totally sure. From nowhere, an unknown face, an old face. Noises so loud they made my heart stop” (Harrington 44).

It´s been a long time since I cooked for you in that fancy kitchen of yours. As much as I