I was up until some ridiculous hour of the morning today frantically typing at my computer the beginnings of my major work for creative writing project. The events of the past week had built up and thrown me into manic state of creativity and inspiration (the only good thing that comes from intense negative energy i suppose).
I also, finaly, uploaded my major writing work from last semester. I got 98% for the actual work itself, but failed in the critical reflection part (along with half of the people in the course) bringing my mark down to a crappy 78%
If interested, you can read it here.
I think I am still in shock over the devestation of New Orleans. I just cannot believe it.
WHEN I GOT HOME TODAY MY COPY OF LUNAR PARK WAS HERE. I have read 10 pages already and am addicted. I really did want to leave it for two weeks haha, thats not going to happen. Im attempting to do online stuff, uni stuff & read it at the same time.
Now im tearing myself away from its beauty long enough to do a class at the gym.
I also, finaly, uploaded my major writing work from last semester. I got 98% for the actual work itself, but failed in the critical reflection part (along with half of the people in the course) bringing my mark down to a crappy 78%
If interested, you can read it here.
I think I am still in shock over the devestation of New Orleans. I just cannot believe it.
WHEN I GOT HOME TODAY MY COPY OF LUNAR PARK WAS HERE. I have read 10 pages already and am addicted. I really did want to leave it for two weeks haha, thats not going to happen. Im attempting to do online stuff, uni stuff & read it at the same time.
Now im tearing myself away from its beauty long enough to do a class at the gym.