It's a reworked entry of a story I wrote before. It was originally called Kalamata Olives and I entered it for the Jeremy Mogford Prize, but it was unsuccessful. Originally it was a bit rushed, so I went over it minutes before the deadline before submitting. I don't know.
I don't like talking about my writing so much. Everyone in my Creative Writing Class likes to talk and discuss and share, but I just feel cautious. I'm not blowing my own horn I don't think I'm some amazing writer who is above feedback, criticism and discussion. I just feel like writing is the purest form of art other than dancing to me, and sometimes all this discussion acts as a type of corruption. Maybe corruption is a strong word. Maybe a haze. A haze and I can't see truth anymore.
Sometimes our weekly tasks are just to write anything for an exercise. I used to be able to do this. But now...there is a shift. I don't like this. I don't like this exercise at all. It is described as a form of practice, building one's understanding of technique. I see it as procrastination. I feel like I've been procrastinating my entire life.
My friends have bought cars, houses, and are engaged. I am knocking on 25 and I'm a broke student. I then go to these writing classes once a week, in the middle of the night, exhausted and am told to write an exercise about 'escaping.' I could submit a diary entry, it would be the same shit that I write every day.
I got 55/100 for my last assignment. Poor. I have missed a few classes too. My interest is fading. I don't know what's happening.
I am tired of thinking and dreaming. I want to do and live. And want no restrictions.
I can't believe that I'm considering dropping out of my writing class. After I desired and wished for it so much. Now, I don't know if I need it.
Or maybe I just need a holiday.
Anyways onwards. I know I don't update this blog as frequently as I should. I'm in the middle of the storm at 'Real University', I have a dissertation, 3 reports, 1 portfolio and 2 exams due all before May 9th. So before that date, God knows how frequent updating will be.
I will quickly say that I want to enter another writing competition, and am considering writing a play... But that's about all I can say at this time. There's too much going on and I don't want the haze to come over me.
I was glad to see this update... Always did love your posts. I would urge you to "come back soon" but there's no telling how often I'd read. It seems like blogging is a thing of the past for me. I feel your pain. I, too, am 25 and not where I'd like to be financially. We'll get there, don't worry. Best wishes in the writing competition!
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P.S. Don't quit the writing class...
Hi Alexandria, sorry for late response, I just don't keep up with my blog as well I used to. I understand what you mean about not reading often, I keep neglecting, and don't read subscriptions as often as I used to. Hopefully we will both reach our goals soon. I will try not to quit the writing class. X
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