I think that recently there has been too much to say, and too few words to express what is going on. This is most likely a result of the fact that I truely have no idea what is going on. I have basically been walking around in a daze - unsure of what to do, and how much time has passed since I have truely been lucid. This is the result of a weeks ( Read more... )

About two years ago my Introduction to Fiction professor (not to be confused with my Introduction to Short Fiction Writing professor) introduced me to Sherwood Anderson. He had us read a story from Anderson's short story collection/novel Winesburg, Ohio. Immediatly, I knew that I would have to read the entire book - the short story (Hands, by the ( Read more... )

Here is an update to a story a posted a few weeks ago. Not that I believe anyone is reading this. I am mostly posting this because I fear a computer melt-down where I would lose this data, therefore failing my class.

( I wish it were friday )

Inspiration does not appear out of thin air. At least not good inspiration.

( WARNING: This is a bitchy rant )

So, I am taking an English class online right now. To tell you the truth, the class sucks. The last assignment was to write one scene three times, each time using a different point of view. Grrrrr...I suck at that. Everytime I write a story, there is a reason for the point of view I use. But, whatever. I have been working on a story for the class ( Read more... )

I have not updated this journal in a long while. I guess there are a few reasons for that, most of all being the fact that my outlook on life has completly changed. I could tell you that the reason for this profound change was seeing the movie Brokeback Mountain, however, I don't know if it really was. I have difficulty finding reasons for changes ( Read more... )