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January 23rd is National Pie Day, as was brought to my attention by my friend Pete, who created the fantastic webcomic Bardsworth (which you should check out.) Friends, this is a day for celebration, and hedonism at its finest. Shall we not partake?
Well, whatever. I'm gonna have me some pie.
In other brief news, my writing was called "purple" and "flowery" yesterday. Granted, it was just an exercise and it was in a style I rarely adopt, but it was also something I had considered fairly well-written, as far as brief, impotent passages go. I'm not mad at the person for saying that my writing was "purple," though the term would probably fall under the forbidden catagory of critiquing terms, along with saying it was "cliche" or "show don't tell" (but I can hardly hold her responsible since she's a post-Pete memeber and never recieved the critiquing essay. I think I still have a copy of it, actually. Maybe I'll make some photocopies for Joseph to give the newer members, just for clarity's sake). I'm just a little confused. I thought I was a strict judge- of my own writing especially. Why is it that when I write crap people praise it and when I think I've done well people contradict that?
Oh the insecurities of the author. Someday, I will smite said author and replace her with one more competent- enough, at least, to complete the tasks before her.
le sigh.
Work soon. Write later. Read later. Rearrange bedroom to block the heat-losing window later. Maybe sleep, if someone isn't taking a showing right next to my bedroom and scrocking like it's his job. Eew.
Well, whatever. I'm gonna have me some pie.
In other brief news, my writing was called "purple" and "flowery" yesterday. Granted, it was just an exercise and it was in a style I rarely adopt, but it was also something I had considered fairly well-written, as far as brief, impotent passages go. I'm not mad at the person for saying that my writing was "purple," though the term would probably fall under the forbidden catagory of critiquing terms, along with saying it was "cliche" or "show don't tell" (but I can hardly hold her responsible since she's a post-Pete memeber and never recieved the critiquing essay. I think I still have a copy of it, actually. Maybe I'll make some photocopies for Joseph to give the newer members, just for clarity's sake). I'm just a little confused. I thought I was a strict judge- of my own writing especially. Why is it that when I write crap people praise it and when I think I've done well people contradict that?
Oh the insecurities of the author. Someday, I will smite said author and replace her with one more competent- enough, at least, to complete the tasks before her.
le sigh.
Work soon. Write later. Read later. Rearrange bedroom to block the heat-losing window later. Maybe sleep, if someone isn't taking a showing right next to my bedroom and scrocking like it's his job. Eew.
