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My problem with theory in creative writing courses is that nobody can tell me nothing. Seriously, I need to read an idea first and be tricked into thinking it is my own before I'll change my viewpoint.
I forgot that creative writing has been moved forward a day, so time to skip it! I didn't have any of the work done, I was going to do it tonight.
Everybody is a little less busy these days, so getting to hang out and catch up with people is cool. I have a big headache. Brad and Nicolle get back tomorrow. Alex threw up on the floor last night, I think.
Studying poetry bores me, I'd rather be making it or reading it recreationally. The reason nobody takes poetry seriously is because it doesn't want to be taken seriously. Poets would rather be obscure and beat the reader about the ears about how stupid they are. Not that something can't have depth or layers of meaning, but not many people can get to the tenth floor of a building without a staircase or elevator. I am writing poetry that I am happy with again. As with any sort of breakup, I have gotten back to thinking of myself as an individual fully, to realizing that I can be happy and interested irrelevant as to there being some broad about. The radio show on Friday was a surprise smash, I have some passion for it again. I keep passing through metaphorical doorways. Flags are dull, but New York is duller. I like to stare at walls these days and feel incredulous about them.
When you run around trying to get good shots at protests, you aren't protesting you are trying to contribute to a myriad spectacle. Not that camera's are bad but in theory...
I forgot that creative writing has been moved forward a day, so time to skip it! I didn't have any of the work done, I was going to do it tonight.
Everybody is a little less busy these days, so getting to hang out and catch up with people is cool. I have a big headache. Brad and Nicolle get back tomorrow. Alex threw up on the floor last night, I think.
Studying poetry bores me, I'd rather be making it or reading it recreationally. The reason nobody takes poetry seriously is because it doesn't want to be taken seriously. Poets would rather be obscure and beat the reader about the ears about how stupid they are. Not that something can't have depth or layers of meaning, but not many people can get to the tenth floor of a building without a staircase or elevator. I am writing poetry that I am happy with again. As with any sort of breakup, I have gotten back to thinking of myself as an individual fully, to realizing that I can be happy and interested irrelevant as to there being some broad about. The radio show on Friday was a surprise smash, I have some passion for it again. I keep passing through metaphorical doorways. Flags are dull, but New York is duller. I like to stare at walls these days and feel incredulous about them.
When you run around trying to get good shots at protests, you aren't protesting you are trying to contribute to a myriad spectacle. Not that camera's are bad but in theory...