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Wednesday, June 9, 2004


A mostly writing-related post. Heeeee.
I'm back to my summer routine of updating a bit more often, although I have nothing much to talk about. Strangely enough, when I do have something to talk about, I'm too tired to update.

I'm leaving for Sewanee on June 27th. I always knew I was a little apprehensive about it, but given all the intensely odd travel-related/writing related dreams I've had lately, maybe it's weighing on my mind more than I thought.

I just really don't know what to expect at all. I should have actually, y'know, looked into it before I applied. Not that I'm saying I didn't look into it at all, but I just knew that it was prestigious, there would be good, competant editors there, and I wouldn't have to be so nervous about reading my work anymore. But recently, I realized: this is my first trip by myself, and I'm spending two weeks with complete strangers in a completely unfamiliar environment, with pretty much no contact with the outside world, unless I convince my father to let me borrow his laptop. Blah. Times like this make me wish I wasn't so socially challenged. I'm going to end up kicking myself for going up to my room early every night. I'm going to have a roommate, too. Sure hope she's pleasant.

But from the sounds of it, I'll be able to work out a nice routine. There's an indoor swimming pool, after all. I can try and swim some laps; be active, even if just for two weeks. And the cafeteria selection might be enough to force me to actually wander outside my set food groups. And I have to do my own laundry. That's not going to be pretty, especially since yesterday my mom pointed out that I've been doing it wrong for almost a year now. (I'm glad I only did it rarely then...)

Plus, I'd love to bring some of my new stuff there, but I haven't written anything new in ages. I usually write my best when it's raining... I need a downpour, dammit! Send me a downpour! Actually, feeling vaguely inspired right now, but as always, I lack a starting place. Well, now that I type this, it's getting pretty dark outside. When it starts, I'll walk down to the river with my umbrella. If I can't think up something good on the way, I'm lost. Unless it decides not to rain. Aw.

I'm not sure when, but sometime this weekend we'll be flying up to Massachusetts for my cousin's graduation party. This is a family-only visit, as I haven't seen some of them in over a year. I love my family to death, but I'll bet anything that one hour into the party, I'm going to go hide in the basement. Or at least the graveyard across the street.

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