Endings

I realized today as I was walking out of my writing class that this semester was what college really is. Don’t get me wrong my first semester was fine and I loved it… but this semester really has me addicted to college. I took classes I wanted, not the ones I was told I needed to take (seriously worst orientation/ schedule making first semester. I was handed a list and told to take the classes there. Dumb.). I enjoyed every single class I took. I didn’t have to wake up early. I made friends. I was tight with my RA. And I’m sad it’s all ending. Six days till I’m done here. I won’t have to commute back for any classes (all my finals got moved to early next week) and I’m done. It’s sort of sad in a way cause I’m not coming back in the fall I’ll be at NYU. So for me it’s really strange. My suitemate is all excited for the summer break and how nice it’s going to be to be off campus for a few months and I’m like I’m never coming back. It’s like high school graduation… but different. like wacky different cause I’m changing schools and it’s not the high school to college school change it’s from one college to another… so I’m a bit wacked out about that…. Even though I’m still waiting for my NYU acceptance letter…. I still feel like I’m done here and not coming back.

And today was my last day of my writing class. And to be honest it was sad (I’m a dork I know). It’s strange because this whole semester I’d known that Writing 2020 was my favorite class and it wasn’t because of what we were learning or the essays we wrote, I mean ya those were fun, but what made the class was my teacher. She was such a huge influence! Like we would talk about things in class and I was like wow… that makes a lot of sense and she assigned us only two essays the whole semester but damn if those things didn’t challenge me and teach me something. And I realized while I was walking back from class (which btw it’s a beautiful day) I was thinking there have been very few teacher that I’ve had that actually TEACH me something. Ya I learn things but usually I forget it after a while. My writing teacher actually taught me things and it’s funny cause I’ve only ever had one other teacher who taught me something and that was my Creative Writing teacher senior year. Hmmm…. I see a trend… both teachers taught me writing… haha. But really that’s all my life is honestly and when someone can open my eyes to my writing and help me improve it’s the best thing in the world and that’s really what I got out of my writing course. By writing both the Literacy Narrative and the Process Narrative I sort of found out what my writing was and now I’m working on improving it all and it’s all cause of my writing teacher. I know there are people in my life that I was just destined to meet and my writing teacher was one of them. Sitting here writing this long rant makes me think even more about how the semester is over and my classes are over and when I walk out of my classes next week… I’m done. It feels liberating to have finished my freshman year in such a fantastic way!

So here is one more list… I think I forgot to mention. But Whiteman was my dorm this year. Lol and I was on the third floor… hence my lists… lol.

What I won’t miss about Whiteman 3rd floor
1) People deciding it’s okay to be super loud at 3 a.m.
2) People playing Frisbee in the hall
3) All the nice people who kept breaking the washing machine… yeah thanks
4) People slamming doors late at night
5) All the stupid annoying rude people
6) People being rude at floor meetings
7) The VERY loud dryer

Laters,

MONDAY!!

Happy Monday!! Gosh I just love Mondays! I have writing class first thing which makes me ever so excited! And I’m working on my portfolio for being a fiction author and it’s pretty much the funnest assignment ever. Like right now I’m working on my assignment for next week. It’s a synopsis for The Snowy Waste. Muhahah. It’s so way fun. Plus all this writing about my writing is making me super pumped to edit. Which good news… I’ve decided to just take out a lot of stuff… so I’m down about 20 pages currently (and I’m only like half done with the cuts) but that’s okay cause I’m putting in more Raven sub-plot to make it even more mysterious and fun. That will probably just about cover the lost pages. But also I just came up with a super awesome new idea to add in which might make it longer… not sure yet…. I’m still fixing in where I’m going to add it and how it’ll give a lot away without giving away too much. Also I’m rewriting the prologue… muhahaha. I came up with an idea that will be super cryptic and exciting for the prologues of the Quest Quartet! So I’m reworking The Snowy Waste first. Ahh I feel so productive! Now all I to do is follow through on this productive stream…


Laters,

Write, Summarize, Throw out, Rewrite

First off I finished my outline for my second series. Instead of it going Quest Quartet, Final thread Trilogy, Saga of Resurrected Blood… it shall now go Quest Quartet, Final Thread Quartet. At least that’s the plan now. If the books get too long then it may be a quintet or a six book saga. We’ll see. So this now means my dorm wall is back to normal. It took two hours but I did it! The reason it took so long was I had to think things through sort of prewrote scenes in my head and so on so I could come up with the best and most epic series! And I did. It’s going to be beyond AMAZING! Really it is.



Anyhow on to my main reason for posting. In my writing class we’ve been reading some of Peter Elbow’s work. And he had talked about writing something through, summarizing it, throwing it out, and writing it again. It sounded beyond ridiculous to me when my teacher was talking about it cause it seemed like a waste of time to write something then throw it out just to rewrite it again. So to sort of tangent up to this point I’ve been stuck in editing cause I’m still at the beginning where there is a lot of boring traveling and its gross. So I’ve been trying figure out how to fix this. Then it snapped in my head… summarize it… throw it out… rewrite it!!! So that’s my project for tonight. Which means no Uno tonight. Haha.


Okay so I’ve played Uno with the guys that dorm next door to me cause Whiteman is a coed dorm! Whoot! And at the beginning of the year I totally thought they were annoying… nope turns out they’re just like my older brother and his friends…. Wait… that does make them annoying and lots of fun to hang out with. Which is fun. I have more friends on campus! Yay!






Laters,

Edits

I’m chillin in my suitemates room watching the oylmpics. Apolo got first in the heats! Whoot! I was excited. Any how I’m putting off finishing my literacy narrative. And guess who didn’t make an appointment to go see their English teacher for help… yup me. I just gave up cause it’s going to be a shitty essay either way and I thought I’d save my professor the pain of reading it through twice. Plus… I know it’s shitty and I figured I didn’t need to hear it from my teacher. I take to criticism with academics better in writing. Dork I know right. But on the up side I’ve plowed though some more editing and still frustrated with my early characters because they are so off from what I made them at the end. Oh silly me. But I’m fixing it and so far I’ve made cuts to the opening and added to the early scenes of the quest. So I’m excited! Oh and one more piece of awesome news I made Deans List!!!!!! YAAAAAAAY!!! I suppose I should finish up my narrative edits now……


Laters,

Not all my writing is shoddy..... right?

Good Evening,



So I’ve got a major task of rearranging, adding, merging, and deleting ahead of me. Why you ask? Because I came up with a FANTASTIC idea for the Final Thread Trilogy which in fact will merge the Saga of Resurrected Blood with it. On the upside I will have fewer books to write…. On another upside it’s no longer a trilogy as of this second it’s a six book series and still under recreation. Just thought I’d share cause I was excited. Oh! Oh! Oh! And I got a little peek at my own writing process… as you might remember I was frustrated with moi in the last post. But when I got this fantastic idea I started doing what I normally do with great ideas and realized…. BAM! This is part of my writing process. So I filed that info away and continued outlining. I’ve started writing a few scenes from the new series and I’m soooo happy with the way it’s going to turn out and the ending is even more epic then it was originally going to be! muhahaha. And guess what the best part about the ending is… the reader gets to use their own imagination for the true ending. Hehehehehehehe I’m so evil. But it’s so fun! And on another not so fun note…. I realized my narrative that I thought was so amazing for writing was actually very shoddy…. So I must work on it… funny cause this is the first academic writing piece I’ve actually cared about since…. Creative writing…. How sad…. So I must work on it…. But I don’t know what I’m going to do with it… deleting it and starting over is a very tempting idea I must say. I read some other people’s in class on their blogs and I was like “damn mine’s shit.” Cause they had theirs all nice and flowy and focused…. So I’m going to email my teacher to set up an appointment and have her help me out with said shoddy essay. Hopefully she can set me on the right track. So cross your finger for my narrative.


Laters,

Shiny Objects

Good Evening,

Today was bundles of fun even though it did not go as planned. Now here in Jersey we got snow and quite a bit of it. It was supposed to be my mum’s surprise birthday party today that I had planned. Then I sent out a message Thursday to the people coming that if the roads were bad we would cancle. So I called my dad first thing this morning to see how much snow we received at home cause on campus we got a wee bit. Turns out we got about 8 inches so my dad said the party was off. And I was chill with that but I still wanted to go home cause I’m bored of campus on the weekend. So I went home. And come seven o’clock when the party was supposed to start guess what happens… people show up. Ya good game dad. I felt soooo embarrassed cause I had planned to make stuff but since my dad said it was off I never did. But it still turned out very good. And my mum loved it so my severe embarrassment was worth it in the long run.

Now I was originally going to post my “Writing Tunes” playlist that I’m listening to now for edits… Then I got side tracked cause my writing professor sent out feedback for our class blog and grades. Now one of the prompt we did in class had to do with our writing process and I sat there for a bit in class looking at my blank word document cause I’ve never honestly thought about my writing process. So I just started writing whatever popped into my head that I do when I write or prepare to write. In the email I received for feedback for the prompt was that she was looking for a “sherlock-holmsey observation of what you do when you write” and I loved the phrasing of it but I am beyond stumped about what to write or even look for what my process is. It’s not really something I look for when I sit to write it just happens I suppose without me noticing. So needless to say this keeps bugging me that I don’t know what my writing process is when I’m an author for cry out loud! Beyond frustrating! And every time I try to observe what I’m doing I get too caught up in edits or writing. Like I guess I have a general idea of what it is but nothing even close to what my professor is looking for I’m sure. And it keeps occupying my mind when I start to write cause I’m like what am I doing that would be my writing process. Then I get distracted like this idea is some shiny object that keeps stealing my attention from other writing tasks. Just thought I’d share how frustrating it is that I don’t know my own writing process…

Laters,
T.V.

Narrative and FanFic

Hey all,



Happy Friday! Yay! Okay this week was another fantastic week! And I’m totally excited cause in my writing class we have to write a literary narrative which is basically how we got to be the writer that we are today. And I sat down last night and powered through it and I think it’s fantastic although I’m not too sure what Dr. Chandler is looking for so I’m quite nervous because I just sort of wrote…… and I usually don’t do that with academic essays… so I’m nervous. Any how it’s only the rough draft so I can always go back and fix it to what she’s looking for. But I simply must share my intro paragraph because I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it.

“It only takes a single idea to change a life. One firefly in the night of your mind to illuminate a new path. A path that can bring you into the darkest depth of your mind where ideas linger on limbs waiting to be picked like a ripe apple. I ignored that path for many years, mainly because what writing was linked to in my mind and what I was taught writing was in school. When you are younger writing is strictly how you write, whether it be in cursive or print, and your grammar along with spelling. I was good at none of that so writing was something I did only if required to do so. Then it became evident that technology was intimately twined with writing and it had been so for the past years but I had not seen this. Again because of the stigma writing held in my mind. But when that stigma was left in the dirt and I took the path illuminated I found that there were more than ideas lingering in my mind. My definition of writing was in fact rewritten and someone who hated writing became one who relied on writing. It has now become something that drives me to wake up in the morning, something that makes all the misspellings worth making, something that has changed my life.” Amazing right? And for some reason I just liked the whole idea of having a forest of ideas in my head so I drew that picture of a tree of thought. Haha. Too bad I don’t have drawing skills. But I still like it. If you want to read my whooooool entire eight page narrative it’s up on my other blog as Blog 5. So yup….

Now I totally need to update you all. So remember how I told you I started my fanfic… ya so I’m still working on that between edits. And I’ve got five chapters up now. Weee. Now let me just tell you how awesome it is…. 37 reviews…. 20 Favorite Story adds….. 38 Alert adds… yay! And now I refuse to tell you what the title is or where it can be found because to be honest it’s just shoddy work. But I like it in a way cause it’s just free writing with a plot and people just tell me how amazing my writing skills are and it makes me happy but I laugh at the same time because it’s not my best. I don’t even read over the chapters…. But it’s still cool that so many people read it!


Have a stellar weekend!


Laters,
T.V.

What type of writer am I?

Happy Friday!



The best thing about college is picking your classes and this semester every weekend is like a three day weekend!! YAY! Any how I had my writing class yesterday and we had a prompt that we had to write and the prompt was to describe what type of writer we were. I was stumped! So I just went off on a tangent of what writing was to me. Then we had to share. So everyone was like “I’m a passionate writer” “I’m a technical writer” “I’m a procrastinating” “I’m an emotional writer”. Then some people also went off on little tangents about writing so I didn’t feel so stupid sharing mine.


Being a writer is something that I had idealized. When I was younger my mum would read to me and I loved it. I loved the stories the words wove even though I could not read them. When I had gotten older I learned that someone had written those books. That each book had been an idea in someone’s head at one point and that was so cool to me. Elementary school was full of writing but it was meaningless writing meant only to teach us how to write first in print then in cursive. Next was middle school and essays began to be assigned. That was when I began to hate writing because being dyslexic made spelling difficult for me and spelling always counted. Those three words “spelling always counts” became a phrase that I hated because it always condemned me to a bad grade. So I turned to books where the spelling was always correct and the far off lands made me forget I hated writing. Then the summer between seventh and eighth grade came about and my older brother and younger brother began drawing maps and going on about how they were going to write books. I decided I wanted to do the same so I started planning and drawing maps for this book I wanted to write. Then it came to putting pen to paper and actually writing it out. As soon as the world I was writing began to take shape I lost my self in my writing and I forgot that I hated essays. Writing my book was something fun and it did not matter that I spelled things wrong while I wrote it in my notebook. I would fix all of that later. My previous hate for writing had been washed away that summer so when I went back to school in the fall I was ready for whatever academic writing they had to pile on me. Academic writing no longer bothered me (even if spelling counted) because I had my world to slip into after school… or during class. Now it seems that all I do is write. It’s what makes waking up in the morning worth it!


TA DA! And there you have it… it doesn’t answer the question as to what type of writer I am but I liked it anyway. I still don’t know what type of writer I am… passionate. Of course I love my work… emotional. Heck ya I get so attached to my character… inspirational. I suppose I mean I inspire myself… mood. Indeed after all if I’m not in the mood I can’t write… procrastinating. Not so much after all I write all day it seems. So I suppose I’m a mix of a lot of “writer” types. I don’t write because I have to. I write because I want to. I don’t write for anyone other than myself. I enjoy ever minute of writing. So what type of writer am I? and my answer to that is ……


                           That’s a very good question I’ll let you know as soon as I find out!


Laters,
T.V.