I've been trying to write this paper for my creative writing class, but it isn't working. I know that when I turn it in my group-mates will tear it to pieces, criticizing the writing style and choice of words, which is somehow making ME dumb down my writing. What I should do is let them tear it to pieces if they want, take the opinions of other classmates, my teacher, my friend, and just remember that they're opinion, while it does not make me change my writing style, almost solidifies it. I get so angry at them that I sit around trying to figure out if maybe they're right. Then I realize that I am, and that I did choose that word for a reason or phrase it like that for artistic license. I should take what they say with a cup or two of salt, but I don't. Instead I'm letting it effect what I'm writing and now I'm stuck.
Anyway, I'm trying to write and all I end up doing is going on threadless again and again. I'm wearing my Baby Godzilla shirt to remind myself that life is fun and I have to remember to have fun in this class. I dunno what this blog was really about. |
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