Fictional Narrative Writing

Fictional Narrative diagram with example, Personal Narrative with example.

1. Narrative Writing Writing a Short Story Fictional Narrative

2. What is a Narrative ? is a story with characters , who follow a defined plot , has events in a chronological order , is told / narrated from a point of view ( POV ), uses dialog to reveal the characters and advance the plot, and normally has a beginning , a middle , and an ending .

3. What is Point of View ( POV ) ? First, why do we need to understand Point of View? Understanding the point of view of a story helps us to pay attention to how it is written . When we know the point of view, we can learn more about the characters and the plot .

4. fiction non-fiction Types of Narrative There are two types of narrative: Novel Novella Short Story Biography Auto-biography Essay Folk tale Story Documentary > 100 pages 25 - 100 pages < 25 pages Personal Essay

5. Fictional Narrative Diagram Setting Characters Exposition Rising Action Climax Falling Action Resolution Conflict Beginning Middle Ending Event 2 Twist Event 3 Event … Event 1 Plot Internal External (Basic Situation)

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7. Frogged BOOM! BANG! THUD ! The crash pounded like thunder. Frightened kids and teachers flooded the hallways of the school and raced to the cafeteria . “ What in heaven is going on?” demanded Mr. Frank, the principal. “Yuck! Gross! Frog Germs!” the lunch helpers screamed. Every Friday afternoon, the Acme Biology Lab truck delivered an important cargo. It was loaded with visiting pets ─ snakes , rabbits, birds and frogs ─ anxious for classroom visits. But on that afternoon a huge, orange bumblebee flew into the truck’s open window. The frightened driver, trying to swat the buzzing insect away from his face, swerved off the road. He crashed smack into the cafeteria walls of Estuary School. Inside the truck, a slippery frog tank tipped over and hundreds of the frightened critters hopped right into the school cafeteria ! Setting + Characters = Exposition Event 2 Rising Action Event 3 Rising Action Event 1

8. Fictional Narrative Jacqueline Marie Quinn was an ordinary fourth-grader. Jackie’s curly, red hair was tied in a ponytail and a faded blue baseball cap sat on her head ─ backwards ! Jackie loved science class best. She loved cleaning the animal cages and feeding the fish. After school, she climbed trees, dug for bugs, or snorkeled with her mother in the warm waters of Half Moon Bay. After all, Jackie wanted to be a biologist when she grew up. Jackie was at her locker when it happened. “Thunder? That’s strange,” she thought . “ It’s not even cloudy!” Dropping her backpack to the floor, Jackie ran toward the cafeteria like a tornado swirling through the prairie. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Everywhere she looked there were slimy green frogs, as round and fat as tennis balls. They hopped under the tables , against the windows, along the floor, and onto the lunch tables. Everyone was screaming. Direct Character…ion told by the Narrator Third Person Event 4 Rising Action Notice the use of Dialog Notice the Description and Imagery

9. Fictional Narrative As Jackie made her way through the confusion, a frog jumped on her shoulder, grabbed her ear and started croaking. “Help us!” the desperate frog squeaked. Jackie’s heart melted. She tried to remain cool and calm but her lips trembled in a weak smile. Jackie urged the frog into her hands. The squishy lump didn’t even try to get away. Instead, the frog sat quivering. “I’ll think of some way out of this mess,” she promised. “ Yes!” Jackie exclaimed . “I have a great idea! I’m sure I’ve left my snorkeling gear in my backpack .” Event 5 Rising Action What do you think will happen next? Trying to Resolve the Conflict Notice the Conflict External

10. Fictional Narrative Jackie ran back to her locker and the backpack she had flung to the floor. To her surprise, she found her backpack missing . “I left it right here!” she shrugged. There was no one in sight. For a while, she was perplexed and confused. “What should I do now?” she wondered in despair . She leaned heavily on the locker as if the whole world has tumbled down around her. It took her moments until she regained her composure. She dashed to the telephone booth at the end of the corridor and quickly called her mother. “Oh my God! There is nobody answering!” She slammed the phone down and raced back to the cafeteria. A hand grabbed her shoulder from behind. A series of quick-paced events leading to the Climax Unexpected Events Twist When the plot diverts from its expected path, it is called a Twist . Notice the Conflict Internal

11. Fictional Narrative Jackie jumped in horror ─ her mind racing for answers. “Are you looking for this?” a deep calm voice asked, handing her the missing backpack. It was Mr. Frank, the principal. She grabbed her gear and pulled the outfit over her clothes. The green and shiny rubber wet suit covered her long legs and short arms. Her blue eyes bulged through the clear plastic of her mask as she hopped to the cafeteria on her long webbed flippers. “Perfect! I look just like a frog.” And then disguising her voice, “ Ribb ─ eeet , ribbeet ,” she tried to calm the frogs. It worked! The frogs were still croaking, but they didn’t seem scared anymore. Hundreds of green frogs hopped behind Jackie as she paraded out of the cafeteria. At last, all were safe in the nearby pond where they belonged. “There’s no place like home,” the frogs croaked. the Climax the Resolution Falling Action

12. Fictional Narrative When I was at school, I used to sit at the back of the class. I sat there so I could do stuff. I got away with lots of stuff by sitting at the back of the class where the teacher couldn’t see me properly. I liked to make people laugh when I felt like it. A lot of people did laugh . The back desk at school was the best. Why? Because that’s where I could sit and plan my plots of mischief. It was so cool. I remember sitting behind Wayne, this huge kid with a really big head and broad shoulders. He was the best shield a guy like me could have wished for. There was no way the teacher could see past him to me. Perfect. I used to lob water balloons and itchy-itchy balls into the laps of the boys from my desk and they would think it was Wayne! It was a scream to see Wayne look up from his books and just say, ‘What? What did I do? One day, I……. Now compare it to

13. Narrative Components time , place, mood, and atmosphere major characters, minor characters, and character development ( found only in Novels and Novellas ) central conflict; plot motivation; setbacks in chronological order beginning, transitions (middle), and ending fist person, third person; omniscient, limited, objective gives life to characters and reveals their traits a moral message conveyed by the author remembering incidences or events Setting: Characters : . Plot: Events: Structure: Point of View : Dialog : Theme: Flashback :

14. Narrative Writing Create your characters and develop their characteristics and physical traits. Is there a villain/hero and what is he like? How does the villain/hero impact the story ? Create the problem or conflict . What minor problems will build tension leading to the climax? How will the main character react when faced with the main problem/conflict? Create the setting . Where and when does the story take place? How does the setting impact the story? What crisis will occur at the last minute which will grab the reader and give the main character a last chance to solve the problem? Plan for a nail biting moment. How will the main character resolve the problem ? What positive attribute like courage, creativity, or intelligence does he possess which will help him to succeed? Finish with style . What lesson does the main character learn? How will the reader connect and learn from the moral?

15. Narrative Writing Writing a Personal Narrative

16. Conquering Your Fears Everyone, well almost everyone, I’ve ever known has thought of their years in elementary school as their favorites. I , on the other hand, do not feel so fondly about elementary school , especially third grade. That was a year I will never forget. I was only eight, but I remember it like yesterday. I was sitting in the doctor’s office when they gave my parents and me the shocking news. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but your daughter’s condition is getting worse. The only way to fix it is by surgery .” Those words ripped into me like a serrated knife into a crisp , cold apple. It was a horrible sinking feeling that seemed to possess my whole body—a feeling so terrifying that even the bravest person alive could not possibly endure it . I knew I had been “sick,” and I knew it had been serious, but never, even in my nightmares, did I think of surgery. You see , I was born with a condition that affects your kidneys; it is called bilateral reflux. The only way I would live was to have reconstructive surgery. Introduction and Attention Grabber Details Set the Scene Details Feelings Background Information Everyone, well almost everyone, I’ve ever known has thought of their years in elementary school as their favorites. I , on the other hand, do not feel so fondly about elementary school , especially third grade. That was a year I will never forget. I was only eight, but I remember it like yesterday. I was sitting in the doctor’s office when they gave my parents and me the shocking news. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but your daughter’s condition is getting worse. The only way to fix it is by surgery .” Those words ripped into me like a serrated knife into a crisp , cold apple. It was a horrible sinking feeling that seemed to possess my whole body—a feeling so terrifying that even the bravest person alive could not possibly endure it . I knew I had been “sick,” and I knew it had been serious, but never, even in my nightmares, did I think of surgery. You see , I was born with a condition that affects your kidneys; it is called bilateral reflux. The only way I would live was to have reconstructive surgery. Flashback Beginning

17. Personal Narrative The next thing I remember, it was seven o’clock in the morning and I was at the hospital. I met with the doctors ; rather , the doctors met with me. Everyone tried to comfort me , but nothing helped. As far as I was concerned—and I was concerned !—I’d be a nervous wreck for the rest of my life; that was , if I had a “rest of my life .” It was now time for surgery. They sent a surgical nurse down to my room with a gurney. Being the scared little girl that I was, I thought the moment I got up on it, they would hurt me . So I decided that my teddy bear, Rainbow, and I would follow along behind it, very defiantly, with my parents. When the doctors saw me walk in, they started to laugh, and I realized that everyone else who had seen me probably had laughed too . What was comic relief to them was no comedy at all to me. So I simply put my nose into the air and kept walking. Event 1 Details Thoughts Event 2 Details Thoughts and Feelings The next thing I remember, it was seven o’clock in the morning and I was at the hospital. I met with the doctors ; rather , the doctors met with me. Everyone tried to comfort me , but nothing helped. As far as I was concerned—and I was concerned !—I’d be a nervous wreck for the rest of my life; that was , if I had a “rest of my life .” It was now time for surgery. They sent a surgical nurse down to my room with a gurney. Being the scared little girl that I was, I thought the moment I got up on it, they would hurt me . So I decided that my teddy bear, Rainbow, and I would follow along behind it, very defiantly, with my parents. When the doctors saw me walk in, they started to laugh, and I realized that everyone else who had seen me probably had laughed too . What was comic relief to them was no comedy at all to me. So I simply put my nose into the air and kept walking.

18. Personal Narrative The nurse prepped me and had me lie down on the operating table. The doctor asked me what “flavor” of anesthesia I wanted; I thought for a while and answered , “ Strawberry.” He then asked me to count backward from one hundred as he lifted the mask over my face. I woke up a few hours later, feeling woozy and very sore. I saw my parents and drifted back to sleep . I remained at the hospital for one more week. It was not the best time I ever had, but it wasn’t the worst either. The highlight of my recovery was a special visit from two of my favorite cartoon characters. That was wonderful . My experience has taught me a lot. I discovered that, in order to reach the top, you must learn to climb and , in order to conquer your fears, you must face them first. In a way I am thankful for my surgery, because I conquered a lot of my fears. I’m not telling you to go out and have surgery, but if you do , it’s probably not going to be as bad as you expect it to be. Event 3 Minor Event Event 4 Minor Event Conclusion Significance of Experience and Advice The nurse prepped me and had me lie down on the operating table. The doctor asked me what “flavor” of anesthesia I wanted; I thought for a while and answered , “ Strawberry.” He then asked me to count backward from one hundred as he lifted the mask over my face. I woke up a few hours later, feeling woozy and very sore. I saw my parents and drifted back to sleep . I remained at the hospital for one more week. It was not the best time I ever had, but it wasn’t the worst either. The highlight of my recovery was a special visit from two of my favorite cartoon characters. That was wonderful . My experience has taught me a lot. I discovered that, in order to reach the top, you must learn to climb and , in order to conquer your fears, you must face them first. In a way I am thankful for my surgery, because I conquered a lot of my fears. I’m not telling you to go out and have surgery, but if you do , it’s probably not going to be as bad as you expect it to be. Minor Events that Add Up to the Experience Ending

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