Refer to explorations in literature for a complete version of this interview. in "interview with simon ortiz," ortiz describes his writing process: "no, i can’t. i mean, i could tell you a few things. i try to keep up the habit, and it is a habit to try to write every day. i try to write in the morning and i try to write in the evening. the process itself is in trying to be conscious of what voices are speaking inside me. i will try to write everything down." how does ortiz's use of language in this excerpt set an informal tone? his use of short sentences gives this part of the interview a feeling of urgency or great excitement. his reference to the "voices" that are "speaking inside" of him make this part of the interview feel secretive or protective. his use of first-person pronouns make this part of the interview feel very personal. his repeated use of the word "try" gives this part of the interview an uncertain or hesitant feeling.

Which statement from "letter to his father" is similar to gregor's inability tocommunicate with his father as a bug in the metamorphosis?

While in the capitol, peeta proves to be both an advantage and a disadvantage to squad 451. do you think peeta is more beneficial or more detrimental to the squad? why? your response should be four complete sentences or longer.

Which excerpts from the war of the worldseffectively use setting to provide a contrast to the horror of the plot? (select all that apply.)the war of the worldshe remained standing at the edge of the pit that the thing had made for itself, staring at its strange appearance, astonished chiefly at its unusual shape and colour, and dimly perceiving even then some evidence of design in its arrival. the early morning was wonderfully still, and the sun, just clearing the pine trees towards weybridge, was already warm. they shouted consolation and promises, and went off back to the town again to get . one can imagine them, covered with sand, excited and disordered, running up the little street in the bright sunlight just as the shop folks were taking down their shutters and people were opening their bedroom windows. it was glaringly hot, not a cloud in the sky nor a breath of wind, and the only shadow was that of the few scattered pine trees. the burning heather had been extinguished, but the level ground towards ottershaw was blackened as far as one could see, and still giving off vertical streamers of smoke. an enormous hole had been made by the impact of the projectile, and the sand and gravel had been flung violently in every direction over the heath, forming heaps visible a mile and a half away. the heather was on fire eastward, and a thin blue smoke rose against the dawn.