Hello again! It's me, everybody's favorite sinister diabolical Hawaiian-secessionist politician!
Let me start off by saying that I thoroughly enjoyed Junot Diaz's short stories, Nilda and Fiesta. I was, however, surprised to see how similar the two stories really were to each other. On one hand, the writing style was fairly similar in that the author generally focuses his entire story on the descriptions of one or two characters. In Nilda, Nilda and the narrator's older brother Rafa receive the vast bulk of the story's character descriptions, while Diaz merely mentions the the narrator's significant life moments only in passing. It isn't until the death of his brother that the author goes more in-depth with what the story's narrator thinks.
To a degree, the same is true in his other story, Fiesta. This time, the story focuses more on the narrator himself, and his reactions to the events in the story as they develop, and only centers on Rafa marginally, while barely detailing the reactions of the parents at all, just enough to describe what is going on. Not only does this allow the reader to identify more with the protagonist, it also allows the audience to create their own mental pictures of the other characters, and lets the reader connect with the story's minor characters in this way.
As I'm sure my fellow Hawaiians have no doubt noticed, my stories follow distinct patterns as well. More than anything, I tend to focus almost entirely on plot in my stories. Everything else just seems so boring! Do the men and women of Hawaii care about feelings? Do they care about long-winded explanations? NO! They care about getting things done, and moving right along to build that shiny new subterranean/aquatic missile defense system that may or may not have been funded by rogue Marine Biology agents. This can be found in my writing. I don't develop characters that much, and stop only to give the characters enough sustenance to keep the audience's attention. I seem to get distracted from really going in depth. There's a word for that...the "talky-talk voice?" The "white noise sound?" I don't remember. I need a to get some rest before my alleged illegal workers' rally in the slums of Honolulu tomorrow. In the meantime, to distract you from the ongoing investigation about me accidentally only hiring rich Jewish attorneys and importing them from west Manhattan...
THE FOLLOWING SENTENCE IS TRUE.
THE PREVIOUS SENTENCE IS FALSE.
Sleep tight.
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