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So evidently some people did not know that I write. (Sort of. Badly. Sort of badly.) Which is fine but surprising -- I didn't realize how much it'd fallen out of my life.

("I write" -- what an odd sort of declaration to make. Doesn't everyone write?)

Anyways. Poetry, some old, some new, some better than others.

• untitled [novel fragrance?] -- 9/05 -- may be familiar to beat_the_beaver & liz_factorial if they recall the "I am *such* a book whore" conversation. probably the silliest & least finished of this lot.
• letter to an economist who should know better -- 1/05 -- the closest I get to writing about current events. i want to read this one aloud.
• scabs & bruises & letting go -- 8/04 -- most of you have seen this one already because I've posted it here before. my favorite of these four.
• starlight miscarriage -- 8/05 -- tragically I can't take credit for the title, which is really the awesomest part of this.

Feedback welcome and much appreciated, as always.

Wow, I don't have to hate Yahoo mail any more. Thank you, Gmail and the power of peer pressure. :P

I'm enjoying work, more or less, though the initial appeal of boxes and boxes of pink plastic bubble wrap is kind of wearing thin. Also, the school is getting more and more depressing. It's always sort of skeletal over the summer, only the bare bones of staff left, heartbeat gone, and this entire sentence is ripped off of a silly perspective exercise from the creative writing journal I got back yesterday. ( More of the same. )

So I brought the big Fountain sign from the door to the annex home, but I'm not sure what I'll do with it yet. (I actually have a poster of the old schedule that I grabbed last summer around here somewhere too.)

I don't deal well with change and I just can't shut up about this whole "high school's almost over, waaah" thing. Sorry. For your further entertainment (feel free to not click the cut tag) I now present: ( the same thing over again in free verse. )

It's nice when things work out. (More or less.)

Of that to-do list from a few days back:
Fountain maybes, layout, poetry reading stuff
AP exams
Creative writing -- progress has been made, six or seven pages of progress, including three or four that will be very painful to read since they're entirely in second person
Limo stuff (I am forever indebted to grayrainbow and circusrunaway)
Aquatic bio project -- half done, just need to throw in a couple pictures to hit the page count

New stuff on the list:
Cum laude banquet stuff (find something to read, get Mom to get tickets)
... There's something else, but I can't remember what.

So you say: how can just using the second person make a short story unbelievably annoying? ( Behold. )

And as promised, ( The most pretentious story in the whole wide world! [In which I attempt to do all those prose-poetry stunts labelled 'don't try this at home, kids,' and fail amusingly.] )

What made me think that with last week over everything would be smooth sailing from here on out?

Must sort out Fountain maybes and get Mr. Ray to xerox packets that will be about a zillion pages long. Must apologize profusely to Ms. E for being about to miss yet another computer department maintenance afternoon. She's going to kill me. Maybe I can offer to come in some other time?

Must make a final decision about the blankety blank AP exams. ( Two paragraphs of blah blah blah MIT blah blah blah money blah blah blah laziness. ) I felt the need to share. Isn't your day just that much better for it?

Must catch up on creative writing stuff. Which reminds me, I have poetry I can put here now that the Fountain folks have seen it and said ridiculously flattering and way too nice things about it. (And also one or two weirdly insightful things that made me think either I am either deeper or shallower than I think I am.) Anyways -- the first you've seen the rough draft of, the second is shiny new, ( click? )

I'm pretty proud of the latter, as structured poetry isn't my strongest point. The first -- I was totally going to take it out of the submission envelope, except it'd already been emptied, and I'm surprised and ecstatic it went over well.

What else? Study for BC Calc exam(s), maybe ask around about limo groups for the prom though I finally did get around to asking That Guy about all this stuff and it sounded like he was already planning to look into it. *g* I knew there was a reason I liked him. Shoot, and I have an aquatic bio project to do -- it's not so much that it's difficult or time-consuming as that motivation is absolutely zero. Figure out whether I'm going to take the physics C e&m. Come up with good senior pranks -- seriously, I have admin passwords and a master key, and I'm going next year to MIT, home of hacks, I'd feel guilty if I *didn't* do something. Figure out details of Fountain poetry reading. Plot layout for Fountain. And there is no way at all there'll be enough time Wednesday to do everything that needs to get done -- I'm definitely seeing myself hanging out in the annex Friday afternoon... but I'm not a loser, I'm just dedicated. Really.

A better version of this, I think.

( Read more... )

And I'm feeling -- I don't know, insecure or something, about the blank days on my calendar -- must spam friends page -- I present for your amusement the Creative Writing Story of Doom.

Oddly, the first three lines have been in my head for ages and ages, mostly sticking there because I've been wondering if "were" or "was" was correct in the first sentence. I'll leave it a mystery (and a reason to click the cut-tag) as to which I opted for. :P But if anyone's postive which one's correct, I wouldn't be averse to knowing. Sure, I thought they were kinda interesting plot-wise too, but the grammar point fascinated me most. :P That's two :P's in one paragraph -- oh look, three! ... Moving on, before this gets too Monty Python...

Disclaimer for those of y'all who somehow don't know: I'm a Ren faire geek and totally in love with KRF, and, as usual, nothing should be taken seriously. Also, constructive criticism is always welcome, and this was six pages one-and-a-half spaced, which may be massive or not depending on what you're comparing to. Don't say I didn't warn you. :P (Knights of Ni voice -- "I typed it again!")

( And without further ado... )

... Look, a buffet of LJ-cuts!

( whee poetry )

( a better second stanza? )

( links! )

( watch me whine )