If I had the Oscars My Way
So I like movies. I don’t think I’m “movie-freak” status, but I’m a pretty serious enthusiast. I think the Academy has made some pretty bizarre choices so most likely a lot of my personal choices are going to be snubbed. I’m not going to go through all the categories and I won’t pretend that I saw ALL the movies that were nominated, but Isaw a fair amount...
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Pretty Bizarre Moments.
Like a Coastal Shelf.
Sooo. One of the stories (the title of this post is the title of the story) I’m writing for my thesis right now is about parent-child relationships. In it I included “This Be the Verse” by Philip Larkin: They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra just for you. But they were fucked up in their...
Don't Call it Writer's Block (Stories From My...
That’s what my adviser said at our last meeting. Then, even though he usually speaks plainly, he used a metaphor, “Don’t worry, the bus will come.” “Yeah, but I feel like I might be at the wrong bus stop with the wrong route map.” He laughed. Writing is like trying to play music without knowing what instrument you’re holding. -My adviser’s...
The Second Deadly Sin-- Gluttony: Cupcake Edition
I was looking into cupcakes I wanted to make for my roommate’s birthday. I ended up settling on Chocolate Surprise/Black bottom cupcakes. Anyway, I went on a grand tour of internet-cupcake-land. Here are some of the memorable landmarks… Italian! Wonder what they used for the meatball? This one just boggles my mind They’re apparently s’mores I guess...
Date a Girl who Reads
(In Response to Charles Warnke’s You Should Date An Illiterate Girl.) “Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve. Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will...
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Homeless people are the only true Hipsters.– My Roommate, bashing Indie Music fans
Writer's Block Makes Me Post A Lot.
It’s actually about writing! Credits to XKCD, a web comic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language.
I Wish They Could Talk on Their Own.
Writer’s block sucks. I’m currently in the middle of my third story for my thesis. I am struggling to flesh out a character— troubled as my characters tend to be. I wish they could talk to me. It really helps when my adviser (who is a hellaciously entertaining professor— more on him some other time) asks me questions. It forces me to think, but I didn’t have a meeting...
Just in Time for the 14th.
There is a ridiculous little online email-writing tool that I found. http://www.hoochymail.com/ It composes a letter for you (you can select the topic), makes it as a erotic as you want it (“sexy”, “x-rated”, or “off-the-wall”). You fill out a few things and voila! you have a mini version of a trashy romance beach read. Very classy, I know. I hope no one...
When I woke up in the morning to walk into the kitchen, I saw my roommate sleeping on the couch (she does this quite frequently— she’s a teeth-grinder and wakes up the other roommate). As I was making my coffee, she got up and turned to me— “What are you doing today?” (I have Mondays off and usually work on my senior thesis). I said I didn’t have solid plans,...
Who wants to be Friends with All 32,153 Students...
First of all, I should apologize. I abuse the use of paranthetical notation. Also, this is (metaphorically) word vomit. I am not going to try to be eloquent. Moving on— I don’t know if this was just my experience, but from talking with some of my friends, I figure a lot of people had this stage. You know, the one where you feel the need to be nice to everyone. The...
I have learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what...– Maya Angelou
Starting over. 2011.
So it’s been just a little over a year since I started this thing. I deleted some of my original poetry that I posted here previously. Mostly because I realized that over the last year, I’ve improved and am now embarrassed about what I wrote a year ago. I’m happy to say that I fulfilled all the “resolutions” I made for myself last year. I still think New...