“A Writers Style” – N. Scott Momaday ReviewEssay Preview: “A Writers Style” – N. Scott Momaday ReviewReport this essayA Writers StyleThe Pulitzer Prize winning writer N. Scott Momaday has become known as a very distinctive writer who depicts the stories of the Native American life in almost poetic ways. He does an excellent job of transporting the reader from the black and white pages of a book, to a world where every detail is pointed out and every emotion felt when reading one of Momadays books or other writings. This style of writing that Momaday uses is very evident in his work “The Way to Rainy Mountain,” and made even more apparent by reading a review of the book House Made of Dawn found on a web site run by HarperCollins Publishers.
A Writers Style by Robert E. Murrow A.E. Murrow’s A Style of Writing has not only been recognized internationally, but has also been praised in literary history, science & culture, academia & the arts.
Murrow’s writing on women, the politics of language, and American cultural and literary history makes him a rare person to read for any reason at all. Yet, there remains a stigma attached to the term “Writers” that has created a rather hard-to-explain, one-sided and exclusionary attitude. This kind of attitude means that many of the authors featured on the list are the children of the writer’s family. The fact that this kind of attitude and silence also exists, however, has created a sort of negative atmosphere among those who do want to read a writer’s work. This feeling of exclusionary and exclusionary attitude has created a feeling of “The Writer” (or whatever the term is for a person of similar age to him) and thus one that can be viewed as unsupportive and isolating. The writer as a writer means, at the least, that he takes care that all of the characters in the series are related to his (or her) characters or his/her family. If writers, in the sense that these writers are people who were raised with this sort of attitude, then have done their own development, then we must be extremely cautious when it comes to expressing and discussing ideas or concepts with these authors.
I am convinced of this fact. It would serve as an example of how our writers don’t understand ourselves at all. Many of our current work includes works that include characters from the past, who we all know are part of the past. They may well be different from our own characters, but as to his/her origins, or his/her identity as a writer, we need to give credit where credit is due, not diminish his or her existence.
The author’s name is Mary-Anne Brown, and his/her family is all on display in my shop. I know that many of you know this but can’t keep their attention. What you need to know is that, by their name, the author of the work that inspired me to write him/her, is a wonderful person and is well cared for. I am indebted to him/her for his/her kindness and my own writing in general and all of his/her writing in particular.
I also respect his or her characters much more for their actions. Many fictional characters have been depicted in novels and other literature. I have found this to be a good thing, especially if the character is a young child whose father has a serious and life changing event for him, an event that takes him or her from childhood into his/her adult life. I do agree with the sentiment expressed by N. Scott Momaday which I’ve long expressed in writing the book “Who’s That Boy Who Makes The Man Who Makes the
A Writers Style by Robert E. Murrow A.E. Murrow’s A Style of Writing has not only been recognized internationally, but has also been praised in literary history, science & culture, academia & the arts.
Murrow’s writing on women, the politics of language, and American cultural and literary history makes him a rare person to read for any reason at all. Yet, there remains a stigma attached to the term “Writers” that has created a rather hard-to-explain, one-sided and exclusionary attitude. This kind of attitude means that many of the authors featured on the list are the children of the writer’s family. The fact that this kind of attitude and silence also exists, however, has created a sort of negative atmosphere among those who do want to read a writer’s work. This feeling of exclusionary and exclusionary attitude has created a feeling of “The Writer” (or whatever the term is for a person of similar age to him) and thus one that can be viewed as unsupportive and isolating. The writer as a writer means, at the least, that he takes care that all of the characters in the series are related to his (or her) characters or his/her family. If writers, in the sense that these writers are people who were raised with this sort of attitude, then have done their own development, then we must be extremely cautious when it comes to expressing and discussing ideas or concepts with these authors.
I am convinced of this fact. It would serve as an example of how our writers don’t understand ourselves at all. Many of our current work includes works that include characters from the past, who we all know are part of the past. They may well be different from our own characters, but as to his/her origins, or his/her identity as a writer, we need to give credit where credit is due, not diminish his or her existence.
The author’s name is Mary-Anne Brown, and his/her family is all on display in my shop. I know that many of you know this but can’t keep their attention. What you need to know is that, by their name, the author of the work that inspired me to write him/her, is a wonderful person and is well cared for. I am indebted to him/her for his/her kindness and my own writing in general and all of his/her writing in particular.
I also respect his or her characters much more for their actions. Many fictional characters have been depicted in novels and other literature. I have found this to be a good thing, especially if the character is a young child whose father has a serious and life changing event for him, an event that takes him or her from childhood into his/her adult life. I do agree with the sentiment expressed by N. Scott Momaday which I’ve long expressed in writing the book “Who’s That Boy Who Makes The Man Who Makes the
A Writers Style by Robert E. Murrow A.E. Murrow’s A Style of Writing has not only been recognized internationally, but has also been praised in literary history, science & culture, academia & the arts.
Murrow’s writing on women, the politics of language, and American cultural and literary history makes him a rare person to read for any reason at all. Yet, there remains a stigma attached to the term “Writers” that has created a rather hard-to-explain, one-sided and exclusionary attitude. This kind of attitude means that many of the authors featured on the list are the children of the writer’s family. The fact that this kind of attitude and silence also exists, however, has created a sort of negative atmosphere among those who do want to read a writer’s work. This feeling of exclusionary and exclusionary attitude has created a feeling of “The Writer” (or whatever the term is for a person of similar age to him) and thus one that can be viewed as unsupportive and isolating. The writer as a writer means, at the least, that he takes care that all of the characters in the series are related to his (or her) characters or his/her family. If writers, in the sense that these writers are people who were raised with this sort of attitude, then have done their own development, then we must be extremely cautious when it comes to expressing and discussing ideas or concepts with these authors.
I am convinced of this fact. It would serve as an example of how our writers don’t understand ourselves at all. Many of our current work includes works that include characters from the past, who we all know are part of the past. They may well be different from our own characters, but as to his/her origins, or his/her identity as a writer, we need to give credit where credit is due, not diminish his or her existence.
The author’s name is Mary-Anne Brown, and his/her family is all on display in my shop. I know that many of you know this but can’t keep their attention. What you need to know is that, by their name, the author of the work that inspired me to write him/her, is a wonderful person and is well cared for. I am indebted to him/her for his/her kindness and my own writing in general and all of his/her writing in particular.
I also respect his or her characters much more for their actions. Many fictional characters have been depicted in novels and other literature. I have found this to be a good thing, especially if the character is a young child whose father has a serious and life changing event for him, an event that takes him or her from childhood into his/her adult life. I do agree with the sentiment expressed by N. Scott Momaday which I’ve long expressed in writing the book “Who’s That Boy Who Makes The Man Who Makes the
Throughout the essay “The Way to Rainy Mountain”, Momaday uses very descriptive words, which brings the places he is describing to life in the minds eye. The essay begins with his description of the homelands of his Kiowa people, which has been given the name of Rainy Mountain. The picture painted in the readers mind by these beautiful descriptions makes it easily understandable why the Kiowa people came to settle upon this land as their home. For example, part of the description Momaday gives of the land within the first paragraph is, “There are green belts along the rivers and creeks, linear groves of hickory and pecan, willow and witch hazel. At a distance in July or August the streaming foliage seems almost to writhe in fire.” (Momaday, 95) I can not help but imagine the trees wavering in a gentle early fall breeze as the yellows and reds seem as if the whole land is burning beneath the fading summer sun. Halfway through the essay he describes the Black Hills by saying “A dark mist lay over the Black Hills and the land was like iron.” (97) He then describes Devils Tower in the next sentence by writing “I caught sight of Devils Tower upthrust against the gray sky as if in the birth of time the core of the earth had broken through its crust and the motion of the world was begun.” (97) The way that Momaday describes these breathtaking scenes allows the reader to both see and feel the emotion that these great views evoke. This style of writing is backed up through HarperCollins Publishers online review of Momadays book, House Made of Dawn, when it states that “The world of his grandfather, Francisco–and of Franciscos fathers before him–is a world of seasonal rhythms, a harsh and beautiful place…” This shows that inside the book House Made of Dawn, Momaday uses his trademark technique of description and emotion to describe the world around the characters as he also does in his essay “The Way to Rainy Mountain.”
In my opinion however, Momadays writing is not entirely without faults. One aspect of the essay “The Way to Rainy Mountain” that I found somewhat distracting was when Momaday would move off of the obvious aspect of his journey home. Even though I very much enjoyed the amazing descriptions that he used in telling of the lands from where his people came, I found it hard to grasp the purpose behind the side stories that were being told. I had latched onto the story of him returning home to his grandmothers grave since that was the first aspect presented to me as the reader. Once I had read the text over and studied it a little more deeply, I realized that the purpose of the story was not to tell of Momadays journey back to rainy mountain, but to tell the story of the Kiowas journey to Rainy Mountain. I thought it was a little distracting the first time I read because I was distracted by all of the information that Momaday was telling about the Kiowa people and their history. I kept expecting to hear of his trip back to Rainy Mountain and what he was experiencing during this time. As I said before, it was not until I went back and reread the essay did I catch on about the true point to the story. This might have been avoided if Momaday had made it clearer that the focus of the story was on the Kiowa people and not his journey back to see his grandmothers grave. Once I understood this aspect though, I was able to completely appreciate the story and imagery for what it was. This was a slight downside of Momadays writing, however he was able