Blog Post #7

Writing Prompt: If you could choose one character to survive the blood bath at the end of the play, who would you choose and why?

#6 - Who Are You?

Writing Prompt #6: I know everyone is just writing Hamlet off as crazy, but I imagine there are some people out there who think the same of you. In what ways are you like Hamlet? How are you different? Do you think you have more in common or less in common with our sweet, troubled main character? Be honest.

Blog #5 - What Will She Do Now?

Writing Prompt: (This is a two-parter, folks)
1. After her encounter with Hamlet, how/what is Queen Gertrude feeling? 2. Will she act on these emotions or do anything with what she now knows - why or why not?

Live By the Code

Prompt #4: Do you think Hamlet is acting on the "code of honor" between a son and his father, or is he just crazy? Explain your answer.

Prompt #3 - The Choice is Yours

So, the ghost of Hamlet's father has shown up and asked him to avenge his death. If you were Hamlet, 1.what would you do? 2.Would you believe a ghost and do its bidding? 3.What might hold Hamlet back? Remember: we are very emotional beings and one struggle that we face is how to get along in the world - balancing our emotions with what the world expects from us/how people expect us to act. 

Writing Prompt #2 - Don't Tell Me How to Feel

Write about a time when someone told you that your emotions were inappropriate (think about Hamlet and his "inky cloak" response). What was the situation and how did you react? Does anyone ever have the right to tell people how they should feel?

"Seems, madam? Nay, it is. I know not 'seems'.

Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,

Nor customary suits of solemn black,

Nor windy suspirations of forc'd breath,

No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,

Nor the dejected havior of the visage,

Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,

That can denote me truly. These indeed seem,

For they are actions that a man might play;

But I have that within which passes show,

These but the trappings and the suits of woe."

Hamlet (I.ii.76-86)