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I don't like that I cut my story for Senior Seminar to fit the general length requirements, and in the process removed most of what was interesting about it, as well as the characters' motivations and all the useful background information. I have the majority of the original material saved on another file, of course, and I can patch in what I added to the shortened version to make it flow and see if it fits all right. If I do that, I think it ends up too long for a short story and not long enough for a novella, but I don't really care all that much. It was just a class project. I at least don't feel that I cheated in finishing it. The thing might not go anywhere, but it stands all right as a complete thing the way it is, whether that thing be a legitimate story or not. I'm pretty sure a "story" requires a climax and a direction. Forgot to change "aunt" into "cousin" in the final version, so I'm sure my classmates will be more as confused as Lauren was.
I've developed a heavy twitch in the lowest part of my forehead, right over the bridge of my nose. It feels like my brow is furrowing involuntarily, or like I've got a third eye under the skin that keeps blinking. It just showed up this morning, a little after I woke up, and it's really a little disturbing. I might chalk it up to four hours' sleep, or to having stared at too many computer screens in the past couple of weeks, but neither of those things have ever made this happen before so I've got to wonder. Coffee either hasn't helped or has exacerbated it. (By the way, Non-Hippie Coffee Shop is redeemed. The jalapeno-cheddar bagel is -god-, and the people are very, very nice there. I also did not spill coffee all over myself when I sloshed my cup, so I figure there's some kind of good karma in the room.
The pumpkin pie fudge is back, but I am strong and shall not succumb.)
I keep trying to save this entry like a word file. Good for my frequent-save habit.
I need to memorize four songs that I haven't learned yet and all the ones I should have had memorized long since by Monday. One of them is "Suleika." I am afraid, but resolute.
My little brother is 16 today. I am unable to express quite how much this frightens me. Happy birthday, Rob! <3
I've developed a heavy twitch in the lowest part of my forehead, right over the bridge of my nose. It feels like my brow is furrowing involuntarily, or like I've got a third eye under the skin that keeps blinking. It just showed up this morning, a little after I woke up, and it's really a little disturbing. I might chalk it up to four hours' sleep, or to having stared at too many computer screens in the past couple of weeks, but neither of those things have ever made this happen before so I've got to wonder. Coffee either hasn't helped or has exacerbated it. (By the way, Non-Hippie Coffee Shop is redeemed. The jalapeno-cheddar bagel is -god-, and the people are very, very nice there. I also did not spill coffee all over myself when I sloshed my cup, so I figure there's some kind of good karma in the room.
The pumpkin pie fudge is back, but I am strong and shall not succumb.)
I keep trying to save this entry like a word file. Good for my frequent-save habit.
I need to memorize four songs that I haven't learned yet and all the ones I should have had memorized long since by Monday. One of them is "Suleika." I am afraid, but resolute.
My little brother is 16 today. I am unable to express quite how much this frightens me. Happy birthday, Rob! <3