LEMONY SNICKET
PLAN
Lemony
snicket –
Young audience children aged 8 – 15 years’
old
Description is key
Signature style of writing
Engaging
‘A Series of Unfortunate Events’
adventure and action novels
FINAL
Lemony
Snicket is the well known children’s author, his best work included the very
popular ‘A Series of Unfortunate Events’ which was a sequel consisting of
thirteen novels. His writing has influenced me in many way and his style I
often find myself trying to incorporate into my own work. He has a gift at
engaging the reader and drawing them into the action and adventure through the
descriptive words that act as a catalyst for the young imagination. All of his
writing consistently portrays the character’s emotions and attitudes as well as
how each individual personality can be effected by the change in situation he
places them in.
Although he
aims his work at a young audience, children between the ages of 8 to 15, his
writing can be challenging and educational. For this purpose, I believe his
ambition is not only o entertain but to help children to learn and develop from
a young age. This is why I still am able to engage in one of his many novels at
a more matured age as the language is so high levelled and relevant to an older
audience in this way too. He has a clear yet complex signature style of writing
that makes his so unique as an author, and all of his writing is clearly
identifiable.
Lemony
Snicket was one of the only authors that managed to engage me as a child and
for that reason I found myself reading his work more than others, that is why
he inspires me so much as he has a power to make even the stubborn children to
enjoy reading.
PLAN
Short
story-
Young girl
Magical cloak to protect her
Burning forest
bird takes cloak
FINAL
The moon
lit up the path through the twisting twigs and broken branches. The smell of
smoke lingered in the bushes making it hard to breathe, but it made a thick
blanket to cover the silhouette of Remy Red as she sheltered bellow one of the
enormous evergreen trees. Her auburn cloak shone through the oily darkness of
the forest. With her sleeve Remy hushed her sobs and wiped the tear stains from
her rosy cheeks. Quietly she knelt on the forest floor.
Eventually
she grew tired from the exhausting night and couldn’t help but surrender to
slumber. With battering eyelashes, he eyes slowly shut tight and she rested
almost at peace. A long sigh escaped her puckered lips. Each inhale drew a deeper
breath of smoke into her young lungs than the breath before, yet she felt safe
in the embrace of her robe.
Soon the
forest was bright with fire, and the night sky grey with burning fury. The
moons light could no longer shine through, and Remy’s cloak blended behind the
torched tree’s. from a high branch of an overlooking tree, the shadowy figure
of a heavy winged mammal patiently perched. With a swift spread of tit’s wings,
the tree shook sending the remaining leaves to the ground and the bird swooped
down to Remy taking her hood into it’s beak and lifting her into the sky. The
girl in red was fleeing the forest fire, and flying to safety.
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