Saturday, July 28, 2018
Thursday, July 26, 2018
Don't Laugh at My Writing Unless I'm Being Deliberately Funny
Okay, so I've been writing this book for awhile, and so far so good. Though, at one point I did have to go back and delete half of it and essentially start from scratch, but so far so good. As of right now, I am on the 3rd chapter, and it feels exciting. It's one thing to talk about being an author, but to actually start doing it... it's weird. I don't know if my book is really that good, the only other person who has read it is my mom. She said it was good, but it would be nice to have another person's opinion. The problem is, I'm pretty shy when it comes to sharing my work. It's not that I'm afraid of criticism. Being an English major, it's a requirement to welcome critiques with open arms, and other students are pretty ruthless. I'd much rather have a professor critique my work than other students. They can be downright cruel. I'm talking laughing at a story/poem that you spent a good deal of time on.
But I digress, I'm afraid to show other people because I really like what I've written so far. That is super rare for me, and probable a lot of other artists. So, if I show another person and they put it down, I'm scared that I won't like it anymore. I would just feel defeated.
Of course, if a book of mine happened to get published, I wouldn't expect everyone to like it. That's insanity. Everyone has their own taste. For example, a lot of people I know basically lived off Twilight when that was a thing. I, however, read the first chapter and decided it wasn't for me. Different taste.
But that's after my book gets published. Which is after I've learned all the important people like what I've written, so I don't have to care as much anymore. Up until then, I care a lot.
PS: This is a longer post, so I don't feel like going back and proofreading. Sorrie if their our typos.
But I digress, I'm afraid to show other people because I really like what I've written so far. That is super rare for me, and probable a lot of other artists. So, if I show another person and they put it down, I'm scared that I won't like it anymore. I would just feel defeated.
Of course, if a book of mine happened to get published, I wouldn't expect everyone to like it. That's insanity. Everyone has their own taste. For example, a lot of people I know basically lived off Twilight when that was a thing. I, however, read the first chapter and decided it wasn't for me. Different taste.
But that's after my book gets published. Which is after I've learned all the important people like what I've written, so I don't have to care as much anymore. Up until then, I care a lot.
PS: This is a longer post, so I don't feel like going back and proofreading. Sorrie if their our typos.
Thursday, July 19, 2018
What a Day
WHAT a productive day. I went to school this morning, read a little bit, wrote a little bit, went to work, wrote some more, and now I'm blogging. I know it doesn't sound productive, but when you have a passion for writing and go months without doing so, it feels like a big accomplishment to be writing consistently again. And it's not even for school. I mean, some of it is for school, but most of it is for me. I also got a $20 tip at work today, so yay!
I started reading a new book today, which I'm also proud of myself for because I haven't done any recreational reading in awhile. I'm reading Neil deGrasse Tyson's Astrophysics for People in a Hurry, and so far so good. At first I thought it would be a dense read, and hard to get through, but I like it so far. It's very well written, and makes astrophysics seem almost understandable, so job well done Dr. Tyson. There's this one quote in there I really like, "We are stardust brought to life, then empowered by the universe to figure itself out⎯and we have only just begun." Beautiful.
I'm only one chapter in and I highly recommend this book. It's incredible. And for those of you who say I'm speaking too soon... I don't really care.
Monday, July 16, 2018
POWER OUTAGE
HELLO. Today is a wonderful 100 degrees outside (feels like 108) and my apartment is experiencing a power outage due to everyone in the area feeling like they are entitled to however much electricity they want. My wonderful roommate feels it is acceptable to turn our AC down to 68 whenever there is zero weather stripping on our front door. Thus, our last bill was pricey. She has since learned her lesson (turning it up to 72 for a few hours of the day). Thankfully, I am not home today. But I bet you anything my wonderful roomie took advantage of me not being there, snickering to herself as she turns the thermostat down 4 notches lower. And now the whole neighborhood is experiencing a power outage.
But I kid, it was probably the sour old couple who lives in the building behind us. They seem like the type to soak up a lot of power. A "power trip," if you will.
PS: I love my roommate. She really is wonderful. I bear her no ill will.
But I kid, it was probably the sour old couple who lives in the building behind us. They seem like the type to soak up a lot of power. A "power trip," if you will.
PS: I love my roommate. She really is wonderful. I bear her no ill will.
Friday, July 6, 2018
Goodbye ASL and Tech Comm, Hello Poetry and Sociology
Hello! Today is the last day of the first session of the semester. Yesterday should have been the last day, but surprise! Professors are sadists. Today, we are finishing up an "employment outlook report" in which we have to do extensive research on our career of choice (ouch for the undecided majors) and write a report about it. This is a group project. Why is this a group project? I could not tell you. So, four people in a group with different ambitions: Tech writing, Author (Me!), surgeon (the dumb one), and the car salesman (the smart one). We all have to research our jobs, and then shove all that research together so it makes sense. Guess how many days we had to do this? Four! :)
Right now, I am in a group chat with my team members trying to collaborate just how to format this while we are not together. Thank god for docs. However, the dumb girl in my group, who wants to be surgeon, cannot seem to figure things out. She doesn't know how to change a graph. Come on, it's not brain surgery. Right? Because she want to be a surgeon? Hah.
Don't get me wrong, I've tried to show her how, I'm not a bitch to her all the time. But when I can't help her with something, I just tell her to ask the lab staff. Does she? No. She just whines. Thus, she got a 67 from me on the team evaluation. Suck it.
Next session starts on Monday and it will consist of poetry and sociology, the unspoken money makers of America.
Right now, I am in a group chat with my team members trying to collaborate just how to format this while we are not together. Thank god for docs. However, the dumb girl in my group, who wants to be surgeon, cannot seem to figure things out. She doesn't know how to change a graph. Come on, it's not brain surgery. Right? Because she want to be a surgeon? Hah.
Don't get me wrong, I've tried to show her how, I'm not a bitch to her all the time. But when I can't help her with something, I just tell her to ask the lab staff. Does she? No. She just whines. Thus, she got a 67 from me on the team evaluation. Suck it.
Next session starts on Monday and it will consist of poetry and sociology, the unspoken money makers of America.
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