Finals TIme
I'm sitting here on my bed with my new little netbook and trying to force myself to finish the last 60 or so pages of the novel, Gilead, which i have to compose an essay for. The netbook is pink with white keys and a white screen border. It reminds me of a frosted cupcake. I named it Venae for my pink haired character, which makes me want to rename the big laptop Magnus. I'm not generally in the habit of naming inanimate objects, but the netbook requseted to be named and so I thought about things that were pink and Venae was what I settled on. I forget how good reading is for one's own writing and I would like to devote more time to it, it's a pleasure I just don't have time for when school is going on. Though, thats not entirely true, I waste enough time on the internet that I could just as easily waste with a good book, and that would feel lest wasteful really. I suppose I just havnt picked up anything that I'd wanted to read. The last book I was reading was Assassins Apprentice by Robin Hobbs. I keep meaning to pick up the sequal, and then I sort of forget about it.
I'm supposed to find the most important moment in Gilead and I admit I'm not quite sure what it would be. I hope I know once I finish it.
It's the final week of the quarter. I always look back at this final week in amazement. Amazement at just how much work I can manage to get done in so little time. I need that kind of pressure to get my own private work done. It can take me forever to finish a short comic of Metro-Jack, while I'm surely going to be pumping out six full size comic pages in the next few days, with full backgrounds and two of the pages will even be colored. It's boggling to me that I'll finish, somehow I always do.
I'm in such a hurry for this quarter to be over. I want to get finished, rest, pack, drive home. Then its leaving for Japan the day after thanksgiving. I hope these next two weeks fly by and that the following two weeks spent in Tokyo stretch out for a long time.
Well I had better get myself away from the internet and back to my reading. I felt like writing but I wasn't quite ready to start the essay. So there is this entry that I'm sure won't interest anyone, although it's written much nicer than I usually bother with for LJ entries.
I'm supposed to find the most important moment in Gilead and I admit I'm not quite sure what it would be. I hope I know once I finish it.
It's the final week of the quarter. I always look back at this final week in amazement. Amazement at just how much work I can manage to get done in so little time. I need that kind of pressure to get my own private work done. It can take me forever to finish a short comic of Metro-Jack, while I'm surely going to be pumping out six full size comic pages in the next few days, with full backgrounds and two of the pages will even be colored. It's boggling to me that I'll finish, somehow I always do.
I'm in such a hurry for this quarter to be over. I want to get finished, rest, pack, drive home. Then its leaving for Japan the day after thanksgiving. I hope these next two weeks fly by and that the following two weeks spent in Tokyo stretch out for a long time.
Well I had better get myself away from the internet and back to my reading. I felt like writing but I wasn't quite ready to start the essay. So there is this entry that I'm sure won't interest anyone, although it's written much nicer than I usually bother with for LJ entries.