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Feb. 6th, 2002 05:44 amHey there,
I was right, they ripped me in poetry class. I wrote a poem about 911 that went over very well in my small group workshop. But the large group just couldn't take it. They were all saying stuff like it was still too soon too write a poem about 9-11, that we didn't have enough distance yet. That they felt uncomfortable reading it. We wound up getting into this like hour long discussion about our feelings and nobody gave me any concrete feedback on my poem because no one knew what to say about it and felt offended that I had even attempted to write it! So basically I was told how much my poem sucked and was not told how to improve it. It was prolly the most useless workshop session I have ever had. And our teacher Monica got so upset she had to take a 15 minute break and go up to her office and cry, the discussion was so intense.
In other news, Rob sent me some more poems he wrote about me tonight. Old ones that he wrote over the summer. As per usual they are crap. Never send a writing major poetry unless you are POSITIVE that you are a better writer then they are. It's flattering, but the poetry is just so bad its hard not to laugh at it. But we had a nice conversation over IM. And that was nice. Actually IMed Clark today for a couple seconds too.
I don't know what to say really. It's almost 5 AM I tried to go to bed but I'm not tired so I decided to get up and type. Nothing spectacular.
Guess thats it. See you tomorrow. :)
Carla
I was right, they ripped me in poetry class. I wrote a poem about 911 that went over very well in my small group workshop. But the large group just couldn't take it. They were all saying stuff like it was still too soon too write a poem about 9-11, that we didn't have enough distance yet. That they felt uncomfortable reading it. We wound up getting into this like hour long discussion about our feelings and nobody gave me any concrete feedback on my poem because no one knew what to say about it and felt offended that I had even attempted to write it! So basically I was told how much my poem sucked and was not told how to improve it. It was prolly the most useless workshop session I have ever had. And our teacher Monica got so upset she had to take a 15 minute break and go up to her office and cry, the discussion was so intense.
In other news, Rob sent me some more poems he wrote about me tonight. Old ones that he wrote over the summer. As per usual they are crap. Never send a writing major poetry unless you are POSITIVE that you are a better writer then they are. It's flattering, but the poetry is just so bad its hard not to laugh at it. But we had a nice conversation over IM. And that was nice. Actually IMed Clark today for a couple seconds too.
I don't know what to say really. It's almost 5 AM I tried to go to bed but I'm not tired so I decided to get up and type. Nothing spectacular.
Guess thats it. See you tomorrow. :)
Carla
