No, you don't get to see the Before without the After.
That went well.
Just got out of Creative Writing, feeling better about the paper I'd turned in last week than I had last week when I turned it in. Positive feedback... Well, not really, because feedback is supposed to move you forwards, and it was helpful feedback by and large, "Yay, Alden!" stuff. But when half the classes discussion (ignoring the professor's helpful monologue about how I need to turn two pages into a paragraph and a paragraph into two pages; I agree in hindsight, although those two pages had to be written to get to the paragraph) is about my sins against Strunk the All Father, and his prophet White, and the gospel they preach... well, it's hard not to feel like you're on the wrighte track.
There'd been one comment by Alex Sutton* which I'd forgotten by the time I got to give feedback (the title was bad because I'd stuck in the first line of "America", as a filler, and never changed it), and so I tried to remember what it was in a talk-and-walk West Wing type conversation with him, and he gave me some more feedback (my dialogue, incidentally, have a very Sorkinesque formality to it which perhaps should be reduced) and encouragement. So, for the moment, life is good.
*I mentioned his name in part to see how well the "Facebook note feature" works. We shall see!
So, I'm going to indulge myself. I'm going to ignore the art project I need to show progress on tomorrow (which I haven't started beyond having an idea, which will hopefully lead to a better idea), and the copy of He, She and It I ought to read (although it's getting good). I'm not even reading today's webcomics. I'm going to turn off the internet, and get some revision done.
And this time, I mean it.