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This is a blog of random stuff, some stories, some fiction, some truth, You get the idea- |
Me, being the young, naive (at times) and ambitious person that I can be told myself that I was going to "write whenever I have time." Alright, that statement alone seems very doable. But, for those of you who know the University of Chicago for its notably strenuous academic environment, why didn't you send me an email, memo, man on a horse or something??? There is absolutely no time in the day that I can find time to get writing done. Well, there is that time in class that I spend writing in the top margin of my notebook about the annoying ass nerd sitting in front of me, but that doesn't count- I need to really sit down and write! I'm taking a fiction course this quarter so that'll give me time to write, so that's good; and I'm going to be reading a whole lot of fiction this quarter, so that'll help my writing. My point being... hold on, I just lost my point- I do have time to write. Damn it- Then why aren't I writing now.... wait, I am. Shit. Alright, I think that I should stop before I talk myself into changing my major to force me to write "when I want" (all the time, that is)... What? Never mind- I'm losing it and I've got reading to do. |