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Jul. 16th, 2005 09:32 amI... have a plan.
Sort of.
I'm writing this down because writing things down and making them known chains me to said plans my having everyone else hound me as witnesses. A rather weak, interdependent way of keeping plans, but Hey... I'm flawed.
I have a deadline of August 15th. Before or on this day, I must assemble and hand in a portfolio of examples of my writing to the university in hopes that it will get me accepted into the Fiction I writing course this fall. It'll be the first stepping-stone I need to get a creative writing concentration on my degree.
I've decided that I want to do this in sections. There's a pretty overwhelming chance that fantasy and science fiction aren't exactly the genres that grab a lot of eye (maybe they are, but I'm still paranoid from art college), so I'm going to submit a series of selections from larger works that have very little to do with guys growing wings and flying or having sex with holograms or fighting heaven from beyond the grave.
I've tried to write short stories before, and I've always had difficulty. They seem flat. Uninspired. If I can't put months and months into knowing who these people are or what their real story is, my brain can't see the point. Something I need to get over, I'm sure.
I ended up staying awake rather late last night, going through old files of bits and pieces of scenes written and saved. So far, I've got two sure candidates on my list:
-On Coffee...
Where Frost ruminates on one of the more overlooked parts of being a medium.
-Chaos Ink
A selection of conversation between Amy and Markus.
I also need to get back into writing, period. Roleplaying still counts (like I could give up that kind of plotting-on-my-feet), but I need other bits, too. Maybe something original will nip me from the left before I even know it.
If anyone wants to feed my interdepencies (and I do say that in the most pleading and pitiable way possible), drop an note. An idea. A phrase. A request. Fanfiction. Original. A first line. An object, a character, and a situation. The works. Whatever works. Crack that social whip and make me a willing slave to your whims.
Quality of said works will be guaranteed as far as I can, but, like I said, I'm trying to get into a course that'll teach me these things. I've never taken a creative writing course... ever, so here's to raw and inspiring.
One month.
Who wants ice cream?
Sort of.
I'm writing this down because writing things down and making them known chains me to said plans my having everyone else hound me as witnesses. A rather weak, interdependent way of keeping plans, but Hey... I'm flawed.
I have a deadline of August 15th. Before or on this day, I must assemble and hand in a portfolio of examples of my writing to the university in hopes that it will get me accepted into the Fiction I writing course this fall. It'll be the first stepping-stone I need to get a creative writing concentration on my degree.
I've decided that I want to do this in sections. There's a pretty overwhelming chance that fantasy and science fiction aren't exactly the genres that grab a lot of eye (maybe they are, but I'm still paranoid from art college), so I'm going to submit a series of selections from larger works that have very little to do with guys growing wings and flying or having sex with holograms or fighting heaven from beyond the grave.
I've tried to write short stories before, and I've always had difficulty. They seem flat. Uninspired. If I can't put months and months into knowing who these people are or what their real story is, my brain can't see the point. Something I need to get over, I'm sure.
I ended up staying awake rather late last night, going through old files of bits and pieces of scenes written and saved. So far, I've got two sure candidates on my list:
-On Coffee...
Where Frost ruminates on one of the more overlooked parts of being a medium.
-Chaos Ink
A selection of conversation between Amy and Markus.
I also need to get back into writing, period. Roleplaying still counts (like I could give up that kind of plotting-on-my-feet), but I need other bits, too. Maybe something original will nip me from the left before I even know it.
If anyone wants to feed my interdepencies (and I do say that in the most pleading and pitiable way possible), drop an note. An idea. A phrase. A request. Fanfiction. Original. A first line. An object, a character, and a situation. The works. Whatever works. Crack that social whip and make me a willing slave to your whims.
Quality of said works will be guaranteed as far as I can, but, like I said, I'm trying to get into a course that'll teach me these things. I've never taken a creative writing course... ever, so here's to raw and inspiring.
One month.
Who wants ice cream?
