Feb 28, 2008 15:03
Why don't I live in Othercity? There, they have university courses like Ghosts and the Gothics: a study of English horror classics. Imagine the bliss of reading and analysing Poe, Shelley and Stoker during school hours! But of course I live in Mytown, where the closest the local university comes to literature studies is Analysis of Modern Mystery Writers. Blah. Well, I suppose I have to give up on my dreams of becoming a literature professor since I'm now aspiring to be a psychologist, because really, it's either that or becoming a teacher.
In other breaking news, I have finished my first novel. Yay me. It's not a very long one, considering it's a children's book, but still, for one who cannot usually write stories than span more than five pages this was a real challenge, especially since you really can't go overboard with the language when you're talking to kids. It's restricting in a way, but also refreshing as it forces you to stick to the story (i e, it's the ultimate test on whether your storyline cuts it or not). I swear, I'm never writing anything so mushy, morally uplifting and happily-ever-after-ly ever again. In my next story, everyone will die a horrible, bloody death. Look what CLAMP has done to me...
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