Anna-Christina

Assignment 1, The Act of Story Statement: Catherine, captain of a secret supernatural order, must defy divine authority and partner with an unknowing human to save Santa Ana Island - and the world - from the effects of climate change. Assignment 2, THE ANTAGONIST PLOTS THE POINT OnHigh, the antagonist in DOTK, appears as a beautiful older woman with an unplaceable European accent on her English. Her age sometimes skips back and forth. She is charming, laughs easily, but there’s no question that she will do what is correct. In her mind, things are as they are and there’s nothing to do about it. There are others like her, and a hierarchy of even more powerful beings above her. She travels among all the worlds in all the multiverses, overseeing their progress toward justice and equilibrium. She thinks of herself almost as an editor, and even though she doesn’t expect things to end well, when a world ends badly, her heart breaks. However she discards it and never thinks of it again. There are many other worlds to engage with and guide to a better place. She has soft spots for some of the losers. When a Guardian pleads with her to save a particular world, she finds it as adorable as a misbehaving puppy, but it doesn’t change her focus and there’s no change in the outcome. She’s lonely, and still remembers the time when she had the everyday concerns of a human being, and she still craves the comfort of an embrace, a shared meal, any kind of human connection. Assignment 3, Titles: Death of the Kraken Death of the Kraken, A Love Story Shape of an Island Assignment 4, Comps: Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel, comparable because it involves people in an alternate future dealing with a world-changing catastrophe, trying to preserve what they can of the before-times. Our Missing Hearts by Celeste Ng, comparable because its characters also live in a near future world of lost love and reduced circumstances, and they must fight to preserve their relationships and connections. Assignment 5, Logline In the year 2173 on an island protected from climate change, a 500 year old woman with supernatural powers defies divine authority to save the world for the child she never had. Assignment 6, two examples of secondary conflict: The first example of when Catherine feels inner conflict in a visceral way is when, having completed the removal of the ward the protects the island from sharks, a six year old boy is bitten. He survives, but loses his right leg from the knee down. Catherine is distraught. She has done her duty, and it has resulted in grave injury to a child. An example of secondary conflict also occurs around the fire, when she argues with one of the other Guardians, and he tells her to fuck herself before stalking away down the beach. Assignment 7, Setting: The island: Shaped like a fat boomerang, Santa Ana lay just beyond the sight of the mainland, an arrow pointing east. The northeastern shore rose to rocky bluffs where surfers lolled in the water, while to the southeast, wide flat beaches baked in the sun. On the western side of the island, the water was smooth and deep with a marina that was the center of town. The fertile soil in the island's middle valley was fed. by underwater springs that filled a large freshwater lake. Libertine, the house where the Guardians live: The shadowed path onto Libertine’s drive was easy to find. The two acres of lawn appeared before her as a shimmering green sea, with Libertine’s graceful shape rising in the near distance. The smell of the thick even grass reminded her of watermelon, and underneath was the smell of warm clean earth. There were still lawns like this in formal public places, and in select conservatories and museums, but she had never seen one in the wild. She bent down to run her hand over the smooth green, and it flattened and sprang back under her touch. “Oh,” she said. She didn’t know what she’d expected. She remembered a book from the before time about guests at a party spilling out over a lawn, and the magic of that book fizzed out into the air and already this party felt like a place where something enchanting could happen. She heard faint music from behind the house but didn’t see anyone so she slipped off her sandals and stepped onto the tickling grass. Springiness, dampness. She wondered if the greenness might rub onto her feet. She turned around and tried to walk in the indentations of her footsteps so she wouldn’t mar the grass further. She slipped her shoes back on and floated up the drive toward the house, three stories of white stucco and a red tiled roof with wide front steps and arched doors, which were propped open. To the right was a modern addition, also white stucco. There was an arbor with climbing roses and set a little bit toward the back a stone cottage. The music led her through the open doors into a large foyer, and she walked through the house and out the French doors into the back garden. There were tables of food set up along the patio, and steps down to another fresh lawn and a pool, bordered by a stone walkway and parapet. Beyond that was the sea.