All That Glitters...
...is certainly not gold. Or feminist, apparently.
Phew. I just read possibly the longest comment thread on a blog, ever. The blog was titled Feminism Doesn't Sparkle: What Twilight Teaches Young Girls over at Amplify (which, I gotta say, looks pretty fucking cool. Why haven't I heard about this place yet? I ticked every single box in the "What are you interested in?" section of the sign-up form. I gotta stop hibernating, for reals.) It's an interesting post regarding how the Twilight series is laced with anti-feminist undertones. While I almost agree with her on pretty much everything, my excitement does not stem from happening to stumble upon a smart, creative female with interesting things to say. Oh no! My excitement stems from something much simpler.
For one thing, I took a good chunk out of my evening to read 95% of the comment thread, which was in itself pretty interesting.
But then I did something that I haven't done in a long time: I wrote something. On the INTERNET.
THAT WAS LONGER THAN 140 CHARACTERS.
Holy crap! It was like I had forgotten how to write anything. I have recently forgotten how to write anything. I have yet to hand in an essay due last week, I have yet to START an essay due tomorrow, and I have another one due this Friday (it is Tuesday night) for which I have an idea for a fantastic thesis, but also have yet to start.
I am royally fucked. I read, and read, and read about the things I'm supposed to write about. I attend 90% of lectures (and take notes, usually). And yet still, nothing comes. No ideas. Not even scant sentences I can build upon, work with, shape and coax into something more coherent.
However. Somehow, just now, I managed to spit out a semi-literate and semi-well-thought-out comment on a pretty serious issue!
Mind you, it wasn't really THAT long. And it was quite informal; not unlike something you would see here in my humble little LJ (seeming more and more to be the unpopular weird kid at school; an outcast from the trendier types like Tumblr, WordPress and Blogspot).
But still! I wrote something!
This is exciting. I am hoping that this will break the levee of my writer's block so that words may crash forth, into a churning pool of... wordy goodness. (Clearly I'm not 100% back yet. That simile was almost there, but not quite).
And so now I shall return to reading and attempting to put together a somewhat coherent argument that I can print out and hand in for marks that count towards my degree.
'ta!
Phew. I just read possibly the longest comment thread on a blog, ever. The blog was titled Feminism Doesn't Sparkle: What Twilight Teaches Young Girls over at Amplify (which, I gotta say, looks pretty fucking cool. Why haven't I heard about this place yet? I ticked every single box in the "What are you interested in?" section of the sign-up form. I gotta stop hibernating, for reals.) It's an interesting post regarding how the Twilight series is laced with anti-feminist undertones. While I almost agree with her on pretty much everything, my excitement does not stem from happening to stumble upon a smart, creative female with interesting things to say. Oh no! My excitement stems from something much simpler.
For one thing, I took a good chunk out of my evening to read 95% of the comment thread, which was in itself pretty interesting.
But then I did something that I haven't done in a long time: I wrote something. On the INTERNET.
THAT WAS LONGER THAN 140 CHARACTERS.
Holy crap! It was like I had forgotten how to write anything. I have recently forgotten how to write anything. I have yet to hand in an essay due last week, I have yet to START an essay due tomorrow, and I have another one due this Friday (it is Tuesday night) for which I have an idea for a fantastic thesis, but also have yet to start.
I am royally fucked. I read, and read, and read about the things I'm supposed to write about. I attend 90% of lectures (and take notes, usually). And yet still, nothing comes. No ideas. Not even scant sentences I can build upon, work with, shape and coax into something more coherent.
However. Somehow, just now, I managed to spit out a semi-literate and semi-well-thought-out comment on a pretty serious issue!
Mind you, it wasn't really THAT long. And it was quite informal; not unlike something you would see here in my humble little LJ (seeming more and more to be the unpopular weird kid at school; an outcast from the trendier types like Tumblr, WordPress and Blogspot).
But still! I wrote something!
This is exciting. I am hoping that this will break the levee of my writer's block so that words may crash forth, into a churning pool of... wordy goodness. (Clearly I'm not 100% back yet. That simile was almost there, but not quite).
And so now I shall return to reading and attempting to put together a somewhat coherent argument that I can print out and hand in for marks that count towards my degree.
'ta!