"just to slow down..."

[ateolf]

i finished my physics and calc hw by midnight last night...and improvement, but still not very good (as my bedtime's really 10:30 or so...) but i got it done, and i could've been up much later...after class this morning i napped for a little over an hour...and i guess i'm caught back up mostly...i think rock'n'roll might happen today/night...not sure if karaoke will happen or what...i think i'm goin' over an' chillin' wif David and Paul, if he turns up...as a side-note, i think Brian Eno's Discreet Music prob'ly helped me a bit to focus on studying and stuff...which isn't too surprising, but it was pretty cool i guess...or something...i started Concrete Island today...read through the first chapter...very very good...a lot of similarities to Crash (as they deal w/ many of the same themes and i think were even written the same year...) already i think i like Concrete Island better though...it moves more...i felt that while Crash was great, it tended to be a little redundant...but i dunno...i think i'm gonna have Concrete Island as my reading outside the home book, and i think i'll finish reading As I Lay Dying at home...as it's in a big english book and would be more awkward to carry around outside the house...one cool thing about Concrete Island is that the guy's tire blows out (what causes him to crash onto the concrete island of the story's title) in the second sentence, and the crash is over by the end of the first paragraph...i like stuff w/ that suddenness...you open the book and boom! (sorry for that inconsiderate use of onomatopoeia) everything's already happened...no unncessary buildup, it's just there...(not that buildup at the beginning is bad...it's quite necessary in many cases, but i just like when that suddenness does happen...) i think i'll quote from the book now...this is the kind of thing Crash was doing, but i find these two amazing sentences to do that far more sucessfully (not that Crash was unsucessful, i just think this is moreso...)

Maitland visualized David at that moment, waiting patiently outside the Richmond Park gates near the military hospital, unaware that his father was six miles away, stranded beside a crashed car at the foot of a motorway embankment. Ironically, in this warm spring weather the line of crippled war veterans would be sitting in their wheel chairs by the park gates, as if exhibiting to the boy the variety of injuries which his father might have suffered.
dear god that's amazing...oh well...i was planning on depositing my paycheck today but i can't seem to find it now...i know i brought it up to my room yesterday...oh well...i haven't started really looking yet...i guess i'm done rambling on w/ this post...

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Re: Like Minds

[goreygirl.livejournal.com]

Yes, as in next spring 2002 (I hope you're not planning on leaving the planet before then!).
I think you could really have something together by then, with my constant nagging and your obvious inspiration :)
I'm so happy, I've really gotten "into the groove" with my story -- I'll post on my journal in a couple weeks with regard to what the prof. and my peers said about it, but it feels like it's going well . . . It's the only class I'm taking that's really inspiring me to do anything this challenging, so I'm glad I took it. I barely produce anything for my "short story" workshops, and the other profs. let me get away with it. The kiss of death, to let me get away with being lazy. . .