Nov 09, 2005 21:10
Conferencing with my writing professor today about our project - sort of a reflection on a bunch of different aspects/memories of ours. All about us. She's reading one of my pages, and she says "Ainsley, this is all written really well. It's good here, it's good here, and then it just stops. You always stop when it gets to the tough spots. You're holding back. You're just reserved like that. Even your curly hair. You always pull it back."
I almost cried. Because it's true. And I don't like that too much at all.