Food and Sleep
Bill took me out to dinner last night, and we were discussing writing.. He's got some extremely excellent work going.. I was very very very impressed.
In conclusion, I need to get some done. I hate telling people that I'm writing anything cause then they ask about it and I don't like to talk about my work until it's done.
Rich and I were taking about faith last night and I got to thinking about forgiveness and being 13. I actually started to write a book on philosophy when I was 13, though I doubt I still have it, I'd like to maybe finish it.. I think my current project is a short novel about being a freshman in high school and making a mistake that affects the person significantly.. Pretty general but I'm sure certain people will definitely catch this. I've got the plot half done, and I'm still trying to figure out what format to use. Hopefully it'll be more mature and realistic than Judy Blume..
Invece, before I can even begin, I gotta get my voice back. I haven't been writing at all and when I don't write for a while, my mind fills with all this crap that I need to say.. Anyways, until I do that, everything, including dumb live journal updates are very foggy and vague, but not in that well developed way..
Honestly, I really think my writing ability has gone downhill. I'd like to compare it to Mariah Carrey's career. One moment, I'm sweet fantasying a memorial day speech here, maybe an essay there.. The next thing I know, I'm on crack. I'll end up writing for Horse and Hound about fertilizer or (even worse) The Weekly Dig. (ahhhhhhhhhh!)
I'd personally like to thank Ms. Kurtzer and Mr. Rios for being absent today, as it gave me a 2.5 hour break during which I went home, at leftover Chicken Tika Masala and then Rich and I played Mortal Kombat, except it wasn't mortal, or combat. I returned to school, cigarette fresh, full, and laid, for last period. I think Leuzzi thought I was high cause my mind was just like elsewhere.. I was relaxed..
So I've got to sack the hit for SATs.. Hope Tina's prom experience is as drunken and sexified as Mariah Carrey's last video.. Blah blah blah..
In conclusion, I need to get some done. I hate telling people that I'm writing anything cause then they ask about it and I don't like to talk about my work until it's done.
Rich and I were taking about faith last night and I got to thinking about forgiveness and being 13. I actually started to write a book on philosophy when I was 13, though I doubt I still have it, I'd like to maybe finish it.. I think my current project is a short novel about being a freshman in high school and making a mistake that affects the person significantly.. Pretty general but I'm sure certain people will definitely catch this. I've got the plot half done, and I'm still trying to figure out what format to use. Hopefully it'll be more mature and realistic than Judy Blume..
Invece, before I can even begin, I gotta get my voice back. I haven't been writing at all and when I don't write for a while, my mind fills with all this crap that I need to say.. Anyways, until I do that, everything, including dumb live journal updates are very foggy and vague, but not in that well developed way..
Honestly, I really think my writing ability has gone downhill. I'd like to compare it to Mariah Carrey's career. One moment, I'm sweet fantasying a memorial day speech here, maybe an essay there.. The next thing I know, I'm on crack. I'll end up writing for Horse and Hound about fertilizer or (even worse) The Weekly Dig. (ahhhhhhhhhh!)
I'd personally like to thank Ms. Kurtzer and Mr. Rios for being absent today, as it gave me a 2.5 hour break during which I went home, at leftover Chicken Tika Masala and then Rich and I played Mortal Kombat, except it wasn't mortal, or combat. I returned to school, cigarette fresh, full, and laid, for last period. I think Leuzzi thought I was high cause my mind was just like elsewhere.. I was relaxed..
So I've got to sack the hit for SATs.. Hope Tina's prom experience is as drunken and sexified as Mariah Carrey's last video.. Blah blah blah..