heh. No SNL news, just an update on things that have gone on this weekend.
Watched Jigsaw (ehhh, it was better than 7, but that's a pretty low bar to clear), played Enchanted Forest, (Stephanie won), read a horrible short story for class ("Paul's Case" by Willa Cather), washing machine finally kicked the bucket, put the super-old tricycle out to the curb (so sad!), and now I've blogged. Not all that exciting a day, but there ya have it.
Saturday, February 10, 2018
Friday, February 09, 2018
nothing new under the sun
...did you try checking behind it?
Just having one of those afternoons where I can't seem to find the motivation to type up anything. On the bright side, I've finished (or will have, once I publish this) my blog post for today, so that's one thing down. still have a short history response, an english 102 discussion post to make, and some poetry to write. One thing at a time, I guess.
Relating back to the topic, for a second, what made me think of that was how part of what's holding me back (of getting started to write) is the feeling that, to quote the Barenaked Ladies, "it's all been done". (woo hoo hoo!)
And, yeah, it probably has, but, so what? Originality ain't all that, is it? I just read The Yellow Wallpaper for the first time ever, and it's been mimicked hundreds of times, but it was still a great short story.
Eh. I just went down the tvtropes rabbit hole for a while, and lost my train of thought, and my desire to even continue with it. Besides, I still have all that school work to do...
Just having one of those afternoons where I can't seem to find the motivation to type up anything. On the bright side, I've finished (or will have, once I publish this) my blog post for today, so that's one thing down. still have a short history response, an english 102 discussion post to make, and some poetry to write. One thing at a time, I guess.
Relating back to the topic, for a second, what made me think of that was how part of what's holding me back (of getting started to write) is the feeling that, to quote the Barenaked Ladies, "it's all been done". (woo hoo hoo!)
And, yeah, it probably has, but, so what? Originality ain't all that, is it? I just read The Yellow Wallpaper for the first time ever, and it's been mimicked hundreds of times, but it was still a great short story.
Eh. I just went down the tvtropes rabbit hole for a while, and lost my train of thought, and my desire to even continue with it. Besides, I still have all that school work to do...
Thursday, February 08, 2018
muse hunting
As I've mentioned before, I'm enjoying my Creative Writing course.
However.
I have to write two (!!) poems sometime before Monday. (Heh, I'm pretty tired right now, and originally started to type "Wednesday". Time is meaningless!) I'm being 'workshopped' on Monday, which means that the two poems I bring in will be critiqued by the whole class. (Assuming the whole class shows up. This past Monday there were five people absent, out of a class of 16. Although it WAS the Monday after the Superbowl, and (apparently!?) that's the biggest sick day of the year. Maybe that counts for classes, too.)
So, yeah. Gots to get my creative on, and pretty soon, too.
I've already got one of the poems written, and I'm fairly proud of it (we'll see if my opinion changes after having it picked apart). But I still need to get one more written that I feel comfortable bringing in to the vultures. And then I have to write one for my weekly writing assignment. (There is nothing that says that that can't be the same poem, so, I mean, *technically* I could save myself some time and effort by only writing ONE new poem. But, I rarely do things the efficient way. Plus, I would rather actually create two. I WANT to make more art. I'm just feeling. tired. uninspired. wishing I was wired. ... okay, i'll stop, because rhyming is ...ergh. something. Have I mentioned how tired I am? I feel like I have.
Right now, i'm at the library, using one of their computers, hoping that inspiration strikes. Oh! I was going to write down some phrases that I wanted to just keep in my toolbox.
"Broken ocean" was one of them.
And I hada few others while I was driving in, but, of course, that was when I was nowhwere near a computer or a piece of paper.
"weasel fucking" (or, rather, "weasels fucking" - I guess there really IS a difference between those two...)
oh, I rmember now - "as confusing as a four-way stop" (or as "hesitant", not sure which is better; guess it depends on the piece it's being used in)
"as neglected as a Christmas tree in March"
"revised our relationship like a Wikipedia entry"
I've been trying to pick up more metaphors and similes during my day-to-day life. You can see and judge the results above.
For now, though, I need to get ready for my Com 101 class, so I'll publish this and be done with it.
However.
I have to write two (!!) poems sometime before Monday. (Heh, I'm pretty tired right now, and originally started to type "Wednesday". Time is meaningless!) I'm being 'workshopped' on Monday, which means that the two poems I bring in will be critiqued by the whole class. (Assuming the whole class shows up. This past Monday there were five people absent, out of a class of 16. Although it WAS the Monday after the Superbowl, and (apparently!?) that's the biggest sick day of the year. Maybe that counts for classes, too.)
So, yeah. Gots to get my creative on, and pretty soon, too.
I've already got one of the poems written, and I'm fairly proud of it (we'll see if my opinion changes after having it picked apart). But I still need to get one more written that I feel comfortable bringing in to the vultures. And then I have to write one for my weekly writing assignment. (There is nothing that says that that can't be the same poem, so, I mean, *technically* I could save myself some time and effort by only writing ONE new poem. But, I rarely do things the efficient way. Plus, I would rather actually create two. I WANT to make more art. I'm just feeling. tired. uninspired. wishing I was wired. ... okay, i'll stop, because rhyming is ...ergh. something. Have I mentioned how tired I am? I feel like I have.
Right now, i'm at the library, using one of their computers, hoping that inspiration strikes. Oh! I was going to write down some phrases that I wanted to just keep in my toolbox.
"Broken ocean" was one of them.
And I hada few others while I was driving in, but, of course, that was when I was nowhwere near a computer or a piece of paper.
"weasel fucking" (or, rather, "weasels fucking" - I guess there really IS a difference between those two...)
oh, I rmember now - "as confusing as a four-way stop" (or as "hesitant", not sure which is better; guess it depends on the piece it's being used in)
"as neglected as a Christmas tree in March"
"revised our relationship like a Wikipedia entry"
I've been trying to pick up more metaphors and similes during my day-to-day life. You can see and judge the results above.
For now, though, I need to get ready for my Com 101 class, so I'll publish this and be done with it.
Saturday, February 03, 2018
27 years from now
The date can be written as 2/3/45, so that's something kind of cool to look forward to.
Thursday, February 01, 2018
Our bean is a teen
To celebrate we went to Gravady, had Sonic for lunch, took her to Clare's for her to get new fake nails, and later there will be pizza, popcorn and Potter (we're working our way thru the series by book & movie, Azkaban the book was finished last night, so the movie will be watched in a few hours).
All in all, a pretty great day. (Although I still can't believe she's a teenager now!!)
Happy Birthday, Irina-bean!!
All in all, a pretty great day. (Although I still can't believe she's a teenager now!!)
Happy Birthday, Irina-bean!!
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