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The Active Feminine
Dec. 5th, 2002 09:20 amIt's snowing outside. First fall of the season. It hasn't gotten vicious yet, so the flakes still look pretty floating to the ground. Although you can bet your bottom dollar it'll be worse by the time Mike and I head out to see the Buffalo Soldiers preveiw at six thirty. Thats just the kind of luck we have.
Well it's 9:30, I'm awake, I'm clean, I'm jovial, and I'm prepared to start work on my portfolio. Since I don't feel like writing any of the intro today I'm gonna focus on revising the prose pieces instead. Revision is a tedious process and if I leave it all to the end I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown trying to finish them. And lord knows some of those stories need some serious work. On the whole "Wife" is okay, just needs a little tuning at the beginning. But "Thieves Like Us" has got some major tense problems that need fixing, and "If They Knew" is suffering from what I've come to call the extraneous words syndrome. I get too flowery in certain places. That needs to be remedied.
But as you can see I'm not quite ready to begin the torture since I'm writing in this journal instead of on my prose pieces. I've got my IM on too, hoping to god someone will find a reason to interupt me.
Oh and I have to tell you, I think I progressed to a new level of dorkiness this morning. Okay I woke up before mom did, so to pass the time I sat in the living room and read feminist interpretation of Freud...FOR FUN!!!! How screwy is that? I was reading all about Narcissism and melancholia thinking "ooh wow this is really fun." FREUD!!!! FUN!!!!!!! Eventually I realized what was going on and just groaned, having now reached a new level of intellectual geekiness I've often prayed I never would.
Well it's 9:30, I'm awake, I'm clean, I'm jovial, and I'm prepared to start work on my portfolio. Since I don't feel like writing any of the intro today I'm gonna focus on revising the prose pieces instead. Revision is a tedious process and if I leave it all to the end I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown trying to finish them. And lord knows some of those stories need some serious work. On the whole "Wife" is okay, just needs a little tuning at the beginning. But "Thieves Like Us" has got some major tense problems that need fixing, and "If They Knew" is suffering from what I've come to call the extraneous words syndrome. I get too flowery in certain places. That needs to be remedied.
But as you can see I'm not quite ready to begin the torture since I'm writing in this journal instead of on my prose pieces. I've got my IM on too, hoping to god someone will find a reason to interupt me.
Oh and I have to tell you, I think I progressed to a new level of dorkiness this morning. Okay I woke up before mom did, so to pass the time I sat in the living room and read feminist interpretation of Freud...FOR FUN!!!! How screwy is that? I was reading all about Narcissism and melancholia thinking "ooh wow this is really fun." FREUD!!!! FUN!!!!!!! Eventually I realized what was going on and just groaned, having now reached a new level of intellectual geekiness I've often prayed I never would.
