let's play the penis game.
There are some things I have to get pass, and get across. In a literal sense, I would guess... it to be a giant log to climb over and a vast canyon to fly over.
I'm sure I've already mentioned how life isn't going so well lately. It hasn't gotten much better.
I have lots of homework to catch up on, and it doesn't make me at all happy. Basically, everything's due on Tuesday, or Friday at the latest. Because after this week, the next two weeks is spring break. I hope to actually do something.
Um, I've written a few things...
Here's how to describe a tree:
Ambiguity floated around the tree's swooping branches, pale leaves and lanky vines hanging like rat tails nailed to a wall.
Magazine mashups:
instantly selling Jazz features
town squares rape hate galleries
hares clean incest makers
dream lockets saving written paradise
everlasting truth departments
feast corroded exile professionals
I wrote them both in writing class last Friday. Right now, I have an overdue portfolio I promised to hand in tomorrow. I've got nothing done. Craaaap.
The first was a prompt, or something. I think we were describing a tree using descriptive language.
The second is an assignment we're currently working on. We cut out interesting words from magazines, and then try to make a poem with them. Out of what I cut out, I have a few leftover and don't know what to do with.
Anyway, I finished another prompt work for Fixing Loving Eliot Groussé, but I won't post it yet. I want to massively edit it first. Who knows how long that'll take...
I'm sure I've already mentioned how life isn't going so well lately. It hasn't gotten much better.
I have lots of homework to catch up on, and it doesn't make me at all happy. Basically, everything's due on Tuesday, or Friday at the latest. Because after this week, the next two weeks is spring break. I hope to actually do something.
Um, I've written a few things...
Here's how to describe a tree:
Ambiguity floated around the tree's swooping branches, pale leaves and lanky vines hanging like rat tails nailed to a wall.
Magazine mashups:
instantly selling Jazz features
town squares rape hate galleries
hares clean incest makers
dream lockets saving written paradise
everlasting truth departments
feast corroded exile professionals
I wrote them both in writing class last Friday. Right now, I have an overdue portfolio I promised to hand in tomorrow. I've got nothing done. Craaaap.
The first was a prompt, or something. I think we were describing a tree using descriptive language.
The second is an assignment we're currently working on. We cut out interesting words from magazines, and then try to make a poem with them. Out of what I cut out, I have a few leftover and don't know what to do with.
Anyway, I finished another prompt work for Fixing Loving Eliot Groussé, but I won't post it yet. I want to massively edit it first. Who knows how long that'll take...