Parisville's Withering
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This is a creative essay written for a Master's seminar at Université Laval dealing with ecocriticism. The first two parts are almost wholly accurate reflections of my experience with my grandparents' home in the countryside when I was young. The third part is an embellished version of a formative experience I had in another forest. For the sake of coherence, the version you will read takes place near my family's home, though that was not the case in actual reality.
Influences include Margaret Atwood's "Surfacing", and Grey Owl's "Men of the Last Frontier". Feedback from Dr. Elspeth Tulloch also informed the finished product.
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