Read the following excerpt from "Why I Wrote 'The Passage'" and answer the question that follows. |Once Monty existed, the story mostly told itself, as stories often do if you get out of| |the way and let them. The games in the story--Life, Risk, Monopoly, checkers--come| |from "Man in the Moon" (track 10), as does the name Andi; the Northwest Passage| |from "Find the River" (track 12); the final moment in some complicated sense |
|from "Sweetness Follows" (track 6). All this I understand. What puzzles me is why my| |mind went back to that day in the spring of fifth grade--why that moment? That's a | |mystery. But here's a guess: it had something to do with that laugh, my friend turning| |around to correct me, my ten-year-old self still needing to make things right in some| |quiet way. Writing is useful at these times. Here, you sometimes say to a younger| |version of you, take this--it will help.|

What lesson can other writers learn from Martin and his writing of "The Passage?"

The best thing a writer can do is plan out every aspect of the story.

Writing can be a powerful experience to work through struggles in life.

The only way to write a good story is to use an event from your childhood.

Basing a story on music is a great way to get ideas flowing.

I think the answer is "Writing can be a powerful experience to work through struggles"

Explanation:

All his examples seem to be depictions of being able to digest something that was easy for him to comprehend, but his one memory that sticks with him is one that had a impact on him, and his emotions in a way he couldn't seem to figure out. With his statement of "Writing is useful at these times" makes me think that he wished he had some form of outlet to confess confusing thoughts/feelings too.

This is just my interpretation, and what I think the teacher might be looking for. I hope this helps, I'm really sorry if it doesn't . Good Luck!

now, of course, the quality and the seasonability of these winter dreams varied, but the stuff of them remained.   they persuaded dexter several years later to pass up a business course at the state university—his father, prospering now, would have paid his way—for the precarious advantage of attending an older and more famous university in the east, where he was bothered by his scanty funds. but do not get the impression, because his winter dreams happened to be concerned at first with musings on the rich, that there was anything merely snobbish in the boy. he wanted not association with glittering things and glittering people—he wanted the glittering things themselves. often he reached out for the best without knowing why he wanted it—and sometimes he ran up against the mysterious denials and prohibitions in which life indulges.

there you go thats what we are missing