Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Trying to be optimistic here.

However, I'm not sure how that will be possible. Or maybe it will be possible.

Tonight, I just found out my favorite writing site is going to shut down this year. Ouch! It was the second one I've been on. (FanFiction.net was first.) I've put my writing on there since December 2011. So this is a fairly young site, but a dying one for a while now. I'll miss it. Heck, it was the site I started writing my first novel on. Sad. :(

To be honest, I'm not too crazy about the new writing site that is being set up, but I'm open to a fresh start. I guess that I'll have quite a bit of work to do, saving reviews and taking my work down.

This reminds me of when Inkpop was going to be taken down, and how upset people over there were and stuff like that. Now it's happening to the one I'm on. (Oh boy are the regulars not happy, either.)

I'll be sure to take screenshots. Maybe once it's gone I'll reveal the name. ;)

Thursday, September 28, 2017

My next poem is about frustration.

Frustration is what I've been feeling the past few days. Too much memorization and tests, and ending with "Oh, yeah. I'll be able to get through."

Like all the stories and poems I have written, the idea just popped up into my head, and I began typing into Google Docs. The lines were spaced out differently than the usual (keeping them lined up at the edge). It's supposed to bring out the voice, since that's what we're going for this week. I have no idea if it was done right, but who knows? We'll see what happens. And no, it won't have a meaning that the class didn't get. It's more. . . out there.

School has gotten me so busy that I want some writing done, but the only writing I could get done is what I have for classes. I've forgotten to get my clothes out of the dryer twice now, first time they were left in overnight. (Oops.)

Don't ever let school in the way of what you want to do. Don't.

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Where's that sound coming from?

It's coming from the poem I just wrote for one of my classes involving sound. How could I forget sound?! Why?

Well, I have no idea.

You know. . .  how the poem is said out loud, word choices, etc. You know the drill. That sound's what I'm talking about.

Not sure I've written my poem the right way, but oh well. It's not my group's turn for workshop day today.