The Philosophy of Bad Grades
For the first time in three years (ever since math), I am afraid I might get a C. Well, I got a C on my Philosophy paper because I didn't do what he had asked or something like that. More like he made it impossible to do what he wanted - I don't think anyone, even the philosophy majors, made above a B. Damn liberal studies forcing me to take a class on a subject I have no interest in... It's going to RUIN my GPA. He's not the best teacher ever. Good looking, yes. Best teacher, no. He's the only one who knows what he's talking about.
I suddenly got the desire to plot for one of my novels again, but of course, I have lost my plottings, which mean I am having to redo it again, and I cannot for the life of me remember what I wanted to do with it. And now I am having trouble lengthening it because it just seems so short, 70,000 words tops. I am more accustomed to 140,000 plus. Oh, well, I was rereading it and it sounds like a ten year old wrote it. If I want to rework it, it will need major attention. And I need to work on my other stuff more. Is it bad that I don't read sci-fi/fantasy/alternate universe stuff, but I write it? In fact, right now I am reading something by the woman who did the First Wives Club...and I totally thought the love interest was gay when they introduced him...
Tomorrow I get to present Wilhelm Gerhardt Hegel or whatever the hell his name was for my modern political thought presentation with Bethany. OMG, we have agreed we are going to fail because Hegel = WTF? We are doing a crossword and one of the clues will be 'how the book's bio describes him' and the answer is 'obscure'. More like fucking insane. He was off his rocker, and yet we have to relate him to 21st century politics. Why oh why did we choose him? Oh, wait - I chose him being stupid.
I need to find my resume for class tomorrow...grrr...
I suddenly got the desire to plot for one of my novels again, but of course, I have lost my plottings, which mean I am having to redo it again, and I cannot for the life of me remember what I wanted to do with it. And now I am having trouble lengthening it because it just seems so short, 70,000 words tops. I am more accustomed to 140,000 plus. Oh, well, I was rereading it and it sounds like a ten year old wrote it. If I want to rework it, it will need major attention. And I need to work on my other stuff more. Is it bad that I don't read sci-fi/fantasy/alternate universe stuff, but I write it? In fact, right now I am reading something by the woman who did the First Wives Club...and I totally thought the love interest was gay when they introduced him...
Tomorrow I get to present Wilhelm Gerhardt Hegel or whatever the hell his name was for my modern political thought presentation with Bethany. OMG, we have agreed we are going to fail because Hegel = WTF? We are doing a crossword and one of the clues will be 'how the book's bio describes him' and the answer is 'obscure'. More like fucking insane. He was off his rocker, and yet we have to relate him to 21st century politics. Why oh why did we choose him? Oh, wait - I chose him being stupid.
I need to find my resume for class tomorrow...grrr...