Fiction Final Packet

Fiction is a large and one of my favorite. This last section of fiction simply reminds me of the other realistic fiction/poetic we have read in the class already. The first two stories obviously go together because the two groups are the same in each Us Brothers and Girl. These two groups seem be think alike because there was never any "well one of us" until the end of "When It Rains it Rains a River." Many chains of thought are in this writing. Examples are Earth to Mud mean fish and a Girl to Moon to Stars to Fish to Burning Fish. The first one symbolizes everything coming from the Earth or grow out of the Mud. The other chain is more interesting and reminds me of a relationship. A girl is something far reaching like the moon, a heartbreak is the shattering into stars, a requirement/need relates to the need for food or relationship, and the burning is the chance you take when getting into a relationship. In the class discussion about "The Falling Girl" it was called a Science Fiction, but there is no proof of anything not normal. To me it seems to be a big metaphor for life. Through the different groups in life they have different qualities/concerns about her. Some of the more deranged stories are "The Fifth Story", "August 25, 1983", and "Death of the Right Fielder." In the "The Fifth Story," it talks in a line always starting with that a women told him how to get rid of the cockroaches. Throughout the different sections, I was able to piece together the story slowly gaining more information. The true science fiction story to me was "August 25, 1983." There was a man looking at himself in the future. It reminded me of the Time Travelers Wife. Where one person understands the situation and the other is sort of in shock. Beyond that story it just brings of ethical questions of is knowing the future really better? Maybe it is nice to know when you die, but also daunting and troublesome. The most confusing story of what it contributes to anything is "Death of the Right Fielder" where it talks about how great being in the Outfield is and the inner circle are not as great. Sadly happy to say, I'm glad we are done with fiction.