The majority of people who become English majors turn to the major because they ultimately want to write on their own for  living (that's what I wish for). The English department overall won't refute this goal, though they are quick to give you several distractions to try and take your mind off of it. We spend a lot of time research other people's ( Read more... )

In the end, I can't post it.

When it comes down to it, I think the idea that always stuck out the most to me about English as a major was the idea of becoming a writer within a group of writers. You see it all over history. Dorothy and William Wordsworth traipsing around Europe with Samuel Coleridge. The Bloomsbury Group living in a small inter-sexed commune. Lord Byron and ( Read more... )

Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

Well, I left a lot of obscure promises I feel like keeping, so here's what my creative writing class turned out. I got a bit of feedback, and my teacher feels that a part of the end is a bit cliche and that I should try to develop the last character a bit differently. So, this isn't the final draft...but I thought I'd get feedback here and ( Read more... )

I was taking a nap yesterday, and while I was sleeping I had a dream that I had to go to Wal-mart. This wasn't an ordinary Wal-mart, you see. It was located in a forest, which I believe might have been Kokiri Forest. Anyway, that's not important. What is important is that I was standing in line to get some pictures taken care of in the photo ( Read more... )

I'm missing my flash drive ( Read more... )

We got a small amount of snow today, which in Louisiana means that all nonessential functions completely shut down. I got several emails on my school address saying various things were closed down or canceled due to snow weather. We were about the have Mardi Gras break, which is our version of spring break, and this has accelerated that time table ( Read more... )

About...oh...nine years or so ago, I was living with my dad in Colorado. There's a 15 mile walking trail behind his house that travels through the hills and has a spectacularly marvelous view of the city and the mountain. One wintry evening my Dad said something to me that upset me. He'd been upsetting me for the better part of 18 years, and at ( Read more... )

Truthfully speaking, I consider myself a decently smart person. I can get A's in my classes with generally only a modest effort, I read books in a moderately quick fashion, and I can score over 200,000 points on Tetris. It's a bunch of little things that trip me up. Like how you can't schedule a nap and a study time at the same time during the day ( Read more... )