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Mar. 22nd, 2007 01:34 pmI love watching my icon transform. It never gets old ^_^
What a day! First my Prose Fiction class gets canceled, then my Poetry Writing class also gets canceled, which means with my Creative Non-Fiction class canceled tomorrow, I could very well go on vacation right now! Well, actually I couldn't, because Ted Kooser, former US Poet Laureate, is visiting campus tomorrow. This is really the reason why my weekend has been unexpectedly extended. Some of my professors are involved in tomorrow's events and have to get things ready. Whateve works; I'm not complaining.
The only thing I would be unhappy about is that my poems were supposed to be workshopped today in Poetry, but I suppose it's a small price to pay :)
Also, today is my brother's 17th birthday, but he's here in Logan for the Utah FFA convention, so I got to see him and embarrass him *waves enthusiastically* If any of you Utah State peoples happen to see a tall blond kid from the Delta group with a jacket that says "Patrick Storvanoff" (or whatever the kid's name is that he stole the jacket from), go up to him and tell him you know his sister.
I'm in such a good mood that, while I ought to be working on my many creative writing projects for school, I just can't do it. That would require me to be all emo and depressed and morose and whatever else it is that Caffe Ibis does to people. I have an idea for my Fiction Writing class about a girl who loses her mother in a fire when she's very young, but I can't bring myself to work on it because it's going to be literary and you can't write happy literary fiction (I tried and it turned out to be a "genre" piece and I sorta got slammed for it -- in the nicest possible way you can get slammed, I guess).
You know, that paragraph sounded really stupid, now that I went back and read it. If I want to write something happy, then by damn, I can write something happy. I don't want to go through life doing things that will leave me with a Prozac prescription. That's why I hate reading sad things. You can have conflict and discord in a story, but I like to read things that leave me feeling good, not like I want to take a gun to my head because the entire world has gone to crap and there's not a thing I can do about it. I want to write things that say, despite the fact that things may be going bad, there is a way you can be happy and that's what life is all about (try and argue that point with me -- on second thought, don't. I don't want to be responsible for your feelings of sadness because you lost ^_^)
Random tangent alert! I was watching Spider-Man 2 last night and this sort of relates. Peter Parker spent that whole movie being sad and depressed because he thought he had be be Spider-Man and he had to push Mary Jane away and he had to deal with all these other problems on his own. None of it really made him happy, even after he threw out the Spider-Man suit and went back to being regular Peter Parker. In the end though, Mary Jane tells him that he's basically been a punk and that she's always been there for him, even though he acted like he didn't want her help or anything like that. The ending of the movie when Spider-Man's off swinging away to fight the bad guys is the happiest Peter is in the movie because he realizes that he doesn't have to do it by himself. It's the sort of thing that makes me stand up and cheer and wonder why the rest of the world doesn't get the message.
Happiness is a City in the State of Mind.
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
What a day! First my Prose Fiction class gets canceled, then my Poetry Writing class also gets canceled, which means with my Creative Non-Fiction class canceled tomorrow, I could very well go on vacation right now! Well, actually I couldn't, because Ted Kooser, former US Poet Laureate, is visiting campus tomorrow. This is really the reason why my weekend has been unexpectedly extended. Some of my professors are involved in tomorrow's events and have to get things ready. Whateve works; I'm not complaining.
The only thing I would be unhappy about is that my poems were supposed to be workshopped today in Poetry, but I suppose it's a small price to pay :)
Also, today is my brother's 17th birthday, but he's here in Logan for the Utah FFA convention, so I got to see him and embarrass him *waves enthusiastically* If any of you Utah State peoples happen to see a tall blond kid from the Delta group with a jacket that says "Patrick Storvanoff" (or whatever the kid's name is that he stole the jacket from), go up to him and tell him you know his sister.
I'm in such a good mood that, while I ought to be working on my many creative writing projects for school, I just can't do it. That would require me to be all emo and depressed and morose and whatever else it is that Caffe Ibis does to people. I have an idea for my Fiction Writing class about a girl who loses her mother in a fire when she's very young, but I can't bring myself to work on it because it's going to be literary and you can't write happy literary fiction (I tried and it turned out to be a "genre" piece and I sorta got slammed for it -- in the nicest possible way you can get slammed, I guess).
You know, that paragraph sounded really stupid, now that I went back and read it. If I want to write something happy, then by damn, I can write something happy. I don't want to go through life doing things that will leave me with a Prozac prescription. That's why I hate reading sad things. You can have conflict and discord in a story, but I like to read things that leave me feeling good, not like I want to take a gun to my head because the entire world has gone to crap and there's not a thing I can do about it. I want to write things that say, despite the fact that things may be going bad, there is a way you can be happy and that's what life is all about (try and argue that point with me -- on second thought, don't. I don't want to be responsible for your feelings of sadness because you lost ^_^)
Random tangent alert! I was watching Spider-Man 2 last night and this sort of relates. Peter Parker spent that whole movie being sad and depressed because he thought he had be be Spider-Man and he had to push Mary Jane away and he had to deal with all these other problems on his own. None of it really made him happy, even after he threw out the Spider-Man suit and went back to being regular Peter Parker. In the end though, Mary Jane tells him that he's basically been a punk and that she's always been there for him, even though he acted like he didn't want her help or anything like that. The ending of the movie when Spider-Man's off swinging away to fight the bad guys is the happiest Peter is in the movie because he realizes that he doesn't have to do it by himself. It's the sort of thing that makes me stand up and cheer and wonder why the rest of the world doesn't get the message.
Happiness is a City in the State of Mind.
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
