Wednesday, July 28, 2004

A couple of weeks ago I mentioned me winning a free Game Cube for some SA contest or something.  Well, at that point in time, I was open to selling it to anybody for as much as $40 less than the shelf price....which is $100.  Nobody took me up on the offer.  Wait, let me rephrase that: nobody followed through with that offer.  A couple of people said they wanted to buy it, but never did.  So, I turned to my brother, foozy, and he convinced me to sell it on Ebay.  I started it at $0.01 and it rapidly climbed and climbed and I finally sold it for $99.00!  So some schmuck bought my Game Cube for $99.00, plus the $12.00 for shipping and handling, bring the grand total up to $111.00!!!  And they could've bought it brand new for a few bucks cheaper.  What an idiot!  It was probably some kid who thought he was getting a great deal.  Sheesh.

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

yea, yea, yea....I know I spelt "Hemingway" wrong.....I was too lazy to fix it after I realized it though......deal with it.

Sunday, July 25, 2004

So dang...I've been shamed into posting again today, because Saienga has been posting like a madman...meanwhile, my blog has gone to the crapper.  Granted, his life has gotten more interesting, and nothing ever happens to me during the summer time.  But I don't care.  I have plenty of fun during the school year.
The only problem is that I haven't been working on my little writing project, even though I haven't been doing anything else.  I only have about 25 pages written, but that is with 1.5 line spacing.  I asked Saienga what he uses (he has roughly 376 pages of a novel written...but he started in 7th grade) and he uses single spacing.  So that hurts.
Ya know, when I'm at Wartburg I can disillusion myself to the point where I'm really confident in my writing capabilities and style.  At Wartburg, I consider myself as one of the better writers of those majoring in English and/or Writing.  Notice I didn't include the Communication Arts/Journalism majors in that comment.  Sadly, everyone that is an English and/or Writing major at Wartburg is a better writer than those Journalism majors.  Why?  Take any newspaper article and compare it to an essay in a magazine like Time or Newsweek.  There's no comparison.  Journalists write facts for the common man.  Writers write for everyone who understands -- most of the time that doesn't include the common man.  And that is exactly why I don't want to work for a newspaper or be a journalist.  That's easy for me to decide, but then I remember all of those people in A.P. English senior year in high school, who could put words together so elegantly.  I always felt like a mutt next to a show dog.  So at Wartburg, am I a mutt among mutts?  Or has my writing improved?  I have no idea.  My advisor doesn't help me either.  He's very supportive and makes sure I'm confident....but that doesn't help me at all.  When I go for writing advice, he reassures me that I'm doing good and I shouldn't worry.  I remember one time I commented how I often worry that my story telling style is too simple.  (I'm pretty sure it's because I read so much Hemmingway...alas, I'm no Hemmingway)  My advisor just said that simplisity is often a good thing.  Be that as it may, I was hoping he'd give me some constructive criticism.
Anyway, the reason why I opened this big can of worms was because I was talking to Saienga the other day.  And even though he's a good friend, and I'm impressed that a couple of his plays that he wrote are already being used.......he's just a constant reminder that my writing isn't as great as I like to think it is.  It's no knock against him.........it's just something that pisses me off, that I'll probably never reach his skill level.  I think it's something you're born with...I can't "learn" how to be a great writer....you learn the tools that help you along the way....but there's something intangible that is just there.  I think it was Orwell that said "some animals are more equal than others."  *sigh*
But then....maybe I'm just insecure.
Either way.
I haven't been writing as much as I should.
I haven't even been getting these thoughts out on a blog.