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Journal 7

Gonzo Journalism

In the 1960’s and up into the 1970’s a few select journalists like Tom Wolfe were responsible for the creation of new journalism. New journalism is a form of writing in which you are placed in the center of the story as a narrator. Around the exact same time new journalism came to fruition Hunter S. Thompson, the mad doctor of Gonzo journalism, created the term ‘Gonzo’. This name was used for the zany and often wild style made by Thompson and his drug induced nights along with numerous alcoholic beverages. With new journalism and this certain idea Thompson not only placed himself in the center of the story like new journalism in the 1960’s and 1970’s but he portrayed the ‘Sex, Drugs, and Rock N Roll’ narrative voice for an entire generation for years to come. Along with that, the other reason that Gonzo journalism stands out from the new journalism is that unlike the rest of the reporters and journalists that were interested in this “New Journalism” at the time didn’t do one thing Thompson made interesting about his articles and headlines. Thompson would let his imagination run wild and make up stories when reality was too boring to handle. With this “New Journalism” and “Gonzo Journalism” Thompson carried out his life as a political writer, sports writer, and esteemed comic writer. His ideas and ability to be funny but serious stood out among others. His ability to crush politicians and others was easy and stood out from the crowd with his eccentric behavior and wild attitude. He may have not wanted to be it but in reality it was his destiny in my opinion to be a great outlaw writer. Not only that but one of the most inventive and amusing writers of the 20th century. As a journalism major Gonzo journalism was one of the first interesting things that made me intrigued with writing around my junior year of high-school. Hunter Thompson and his persona is something that inspires me on numerous occasions. So it is nice to know I wrote a summary on one of my idols and one of my favorite genres of journalism/writing, which is nice having it as my last Journal entry for my composition class.

-Cody W. Pattison

Journal 6

When doing my multigenre project I found it easier than any other thing I have written about. The idea of writing about an idol of mine was easy. I knew all of the Ernest Hemingway’s history and how he lived his life. The fun parts of working on this project was portraying myself as Hemingway. Writing in the short sentences he always used. The man in his day and age was a walking piece of art, in my opinion. The way he acted, dressed, spoke, and of course written have always intrigued me more than once. I didn’t have that much difficulty putting in the time to write on him because of the fluent background I already knew about Hemingway. The interesting discovery I ran across was Hemingway’s childhood. It was something that should never be lived by any child but then again behind every great man is a closet and in that closet a few skeletons can hang around. It truly is a sad life but and interesting one to me. To know a man can go through with such charisma, courage, and dexterity but also be surrounded by issues of alcoholism strikes me to the core. Knowing that I write for a living made this interesting because Hemingway was the man who said you could write for a living and get away with it. To have lived in Hemingway’s shoes would have been a wild ride at best. But at least I can admire him from the future and know positively that he is an influence still today on me and hopefully a few others who have any true notion to care about literature. Fine literature at that.

Introduction

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          Ernest Hemingway was many things. But all in all Ernest Hemingway was larger than life. Born in Oak Park Illinois, July 21, 1899 the young Hemingway skipped college completely and worked at a newspaper office in Kansas. This shaped Hemingway for journalism. He also was a war correspondent for World War I. At the start of the 1920’s Hemingway created a name for himself by moving to Paris and created his first novel ‘The Sun Also Rises’ all through the help of F. Scott Fitzgerald. Fitzgerald was impressed with Hemingway’s work and took a manuscript to his publisher. Ernest Hemingway was a bigger celebrity in his day and age than anything. Like most things Hemingway did he had great passion for numerous activities. Some examples of what Hemingway did in his free time were boxing, fishing, hunting, bull-fighting, and writing. Hemingway may have been a man with many talents but he also had a dark side to his life. With numerous relationships and rocky ones at best Hemingway would fall in love with another women every time he married one. He also liked to indulge himself. Hemingway was a notorious imbiber being the man who created the daiquiri, not the most manliest of drinks, but everything Hemingway did was with style and class. He was also a fan of Cuba way before the communist invasion and he still went to Cuba after the communist government was created there. He believed that he was being watched by the U.S. Government and was a very paranoid man during his later years. With all of this happening from depression to every day drunkenness Hemingway took his own life July 2, 1961.
No one knows for sure why Hemingway took his life but numerous ideas remain. Hemingway never left a note, the real reason people speculate his suicide is because of alcoholism and an unstable brain by the end of his life. With Hemingway speculated  as a depressive old man who took his life selfishly with a shotgun because he couldn’t function anymore this ruins his reputation. An author and poet Hemingway was one of the hardest working writers of all time and the way he wrote shaped American literature for years to come.

“Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.” – Ernest Hemingway

 

 

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Genre 1: Poem

An Ode To Hemingway

There once was a man,
who wrote everyday.

He made the world pay,
the words made up his life.

Everything was in strife,
only on his fourth wife.

Writing in the morning from dusk til dawn.
He would just keep carrying on.

With a bottle he wrote,
Ink and spirits depleted everyday.

Maybe just maybe, he wanted to make this world pay.
But only he could do it himself.

Putting his heart on the shelf along with the empty liquor.
Never a man who would be coherent and sicker.

He drank until he went insane.
He kept trying to drink the pain away.

He took the shotgun…
Then entered the fray.
Goodnight.

Letter From Hemingway

Dear Mary,
I know I went on this fishing trip alone but my heart aches to see you again. I fear I’m being watched. The mail is corrupted. The phone lines are tapped. I feel as if I am trapped in my own living space. I can’t take this much more Miss Mary. Even wherever I go I feel like I’m being followed. My paranoia is getting to me even on this week long fishing trip. Even out on the ocean I feel watched. I don’t trust many people anymore. I don’t even trust sending this letter to you. They’ll read it eventually.
Keep the doors locked, keep an eye out while I am away. I only wanted to keep you safe but now I fear that the worst is my own government has a hawk eye on me at all times. The whole cuban issue has gone up in flames. Castro is being watched heavier than I am maybe. It is a cruel world you live in knowing privacy can’t be attained. My love for the islands may or may not get me killed. My love for life is in jeopardy. I feel like I am being watched but not to a grave, grave extent. No not yet.
Alas I long to see your face again. I hope to lay my head down again where you rest. I will be home soon my love.
Keep in touch,
Papa

Short Story

There was once a man, with love in his eyes and a void in his soul. He strolled around with his friends just trying to make amends. A writer at best and a drunk by choice. He took his mornings slow and his nights were long. He couldn’t find love in all of the right places. The only thing he truly knew how to do was write in all the wrong places. He would wake up every morning write until his fingers bled. Then he would write some more. After, it was dinner for four. Then off to the bar he would go. “What’s the agenda for tonight?” they would ask him. The man simply replied: “We figure it out and by the time we get there we won’t even care.” So the drinks came off heavy and the spirit filled him up. If he couldn’t find his own spirit he would use the bottles to help him keep writing. Weeks after weeks, months after months, the man would sit and drink. He would keep the tears from swelling up with another round of gin. Then one night he got angsty. He wanted to be the best so he made a bet. “I bet I can make the saddest short story in under 10 words!” He shouted this to everyone. They all laughed until he grabbed a napkin and a pen. 6 words he wrote, it stood on the napkin like a poem, it read: “For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.” They never betted against that man again. He never lost faith in himself after taking all of his friends winnings and spending it on the bar tab.

Daiquiri Recipies.

Ernest Hemingway was a noted drinker when he wrote and he always maintained class. Ernest Hemingway is actually the man who is said to have created the daiquiri. With class and style in all the flavors of the drink, it personifies Hemingway’s larger than life style and flair.

Apple Daiquiri    

Ingredients

    1/2 Part Sour Apple Schnapps
    1 Part Rum
    1 Part Sour Mix
    1 Part Apple Juice
    Vanilla Ice Cream

How To

    In a blender, add 1 scoop of ice cream and all other ingredients.
    Pour into a tall glass.
    Garnish with a scoop of ice cream and an apple slice.

Dawn of the Daiquiri  

Ingredients

    1 Part Cherry Schnapps
    1 Part Rum
    4 Parts Lemon-Lime Soda

How To

    Build over ice, stir gently, and serve.
Downward facing Daiquiri  

Ingredients

    2 Parts Aged Light Rum
    1 Part JDK & Sons™ O3 Premium Orange Liqueur
    3 Kumquats (halved) or Tangerines (quartered)
    2 Wedges of Lime
    1 tsp Sugar

How To

    Muddle kumquats, lime, and sugar in a mixing glass.
    Add rum and orange liqueur.
    Shake with ice then pour contents into rocks glass.
    Garnish with a basil leaf.
Orange Caipirinha   

Ingredients

    2 Parts Aged Light Rum
    1 Part JDK & Sons™ O3 Premium Orange Liqueur
    3 Kumquats (halved) or Tangerines (quartered)
    2 Wedges of Lime
    1 tsp Sugar

How To

    Muddle kumquats, lime, and sugar in a mixing glass.
    Add rum and orange liqueur.
    Shake with ice then pour contents into rocks glass.
    Garnish with a basil leaf.
PeachyKeen  

Ingredients

    1 Part Peach Schnapps
    1 Part Rum
    3 Parts Orange Juice

How To

    Build over ice, stir gently, and serve.
Pingwing  

Ingredients

    1 Part DeKuyper® Peachtree®
    1 Part Dark Rum
    2 Parts Pineapple Juice

How To

    Build over ice, stir gently and serve.

Genre 5: Decline of a Legend in Cuba

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Ernest Hemingway resided in Cuba for 20 years of his life. Cuba was a place Hemingway could relax and work on some of his finer pieces. But alas, after many years of paranoia and alcoholism Hemingway began to lose his tick. This meant that he couldn’t even enjoy a place he loved due to his mental issues. The paranoia and hard drink turned him off and retreat to Idaho for the last remaining year of his life.
With this said some of these pictures show Hemingway in a more deeper lost sense. He seems to not be as poise and posturous like he was in his younger days. Now with alcoholism and a mental issue he is withering and beginning to become more somber. Somehow even saying he is going to accept his death.

Conclusion

    Ernest Hemingway tried to portray as larger than life. But in the midsts of all his fame and glory, the contract he signed with the grim fate of the bottle tortured his spirit. Not only that but the side of him that was a womanizer. His dark sides may be frowned upon in todays society but, this man was the creator of some the most iconic novels of all time. The dark demons are always kept a secret from others but the truth is how it ends up. Also in Hemingways family tree there was a large chain of diseases known to put too much iron in your brain. The disease may have been the reason Hemingway and his grandfather, aunt and uncle, mother and father, even a sibiling commit suicide. With all the paraonia from the FBI and others the man was torn and twisted, almost being tortured in this world. But still writing about it like no one else’s business and being true to the world around him. Hemingway is a hero of mine and despite all the demons the man makes up for it with his inspiration to become a writer and change the world around you. To make a difference is something amazing. Hemingway was larger than life and he tried to make a difference everyday.

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