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A whole week after I decided not to do any maths coursework at all (or was it two weeks? I can't remember) I'm here again, lurking in the computer room skiving maths and listening to Konstantine.

It hasn't been such a bad day, all told, but I'm updating too much. It's only been a couple of hours since the last time, but what else do I have to do?

We didn't get the Oasis aptitude reports this morning, which makes us the last class, probably because of Mrs Chemistry Williams' general incompetence. We'll probably get them tomorrow, but I won't be concentrating because I'll be too busy panicking about my French oral. I'm not doing too badly memorising the presentation - thank the Fates, Furies and Muses for a memory like a sea sponge - but it still only gives me one night to memorise the whole second page of it. It looked like so little when it was still typed out - when I copied it out, it became two A4 pages of sprawling spiderish handwriting.

I forget that so many people here have never seen my handwriting. It's not pretty. Actually, it is - lots of twirly bits - but I never render it legibly. My grandfather's handwriting was just the same. It must be hereditary.

So... I started thinking about it critically in maths. Why am I so bored? Why do I have such a bad case of writer's block?
I don't know, still... but I thought it might be a good idea to get out of the fangirlish mindset. I am a writer. I may not be a fangirlie writer any more (perhaps not - thank god for M*A*S*H) but I am still a writer. I should still be able to write.

I know [livejournal.com profile] purplerainbow writes a good deal of original fiction, more than me, and it's something I enjoy. Reading and beta-ing hers gives me a great deal of pleasure, partly because I know exactly how difficult it is to write a goos short story. Hers are always sublime, of course, and I know she works at them...

I do still write original fiction on occasion. I did some not so long ago that the mailing circle thought was weird, but it was an actual piece. I was there for the birth of the idea (I was in the shower) and I got out, dried my hair and sat down at the computer. I got maybe a page done then, before I had to go downstairs. It had become a three-thousand-word short story by midnight.

So I'm still capable of it. And it's not as if I have to force myself to keep a journal any more, because at some point it stopped being a chore and became a pleasure. I'm not sure exactly when it was, but I'm glad it happened. I used to keep a paper diary, but I couldn't stick with it. This online journal has the one advantage that keeps me writing - I'm writing for an audience. Writing in a book that only I see makes me self-conscious and nervous, and consequently the writing goes to pot.

I'm still bored. But maybe I'm calmer than I was ten minutes ago; I don't know. I guess I may have reached a conclusion, finally, but the problem I've found is oddly fitting - original fiction is more difficult because there's no audience the way there is for a fanfic. People want to read my fanfic, but who wants to read my own stories?

[Earlier, Helena and I were being sceptical in an RS lesson. It was a video featuring the various airlines that take you to the afterlife - there's Air Catholocism, which features nuns waving sacrificial wine at you, and Air Atheist ("Desk Closed") and Air Krishna ("Fly Air Krishna, Fly Air Krishna") and my favourite, Agnostic Airways ("Well, I'm not really sure we can help you, as I'm not certain if we have any flights. You can buy a ticket if yoou think we will have flights later, but I'm not certain. In fact, it's not certain if we're an airline at all. I can't be sure... in fact, I can't be sure about anything...")]

I think I should go now.

on 2002-12-04 06:42 am (UTC)
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Posted by [identity profile] flickgc.livejournal.com
lol!

Oh, this I like...

Puritan Airlines? No food, no drinks, no seats...

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on 2002-12-04 08:54 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com
No wings, either!
*hisses* Witchcraft!

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on 2002-12-04 09:35 am (UTC)
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Posted by [identity profile] flickgc.livejournal.com
She's a witch! Burn her!

on 2002-12-04 12:53 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [identity profile] dougs.livejournal.com
... so if this aircraft weighs the same as a duck ...

on 2002-12-04 08:00 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] whyihateyou.livejournal.com
Agnostic Airways? hahahaha.

I LOVE IT.

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on 2002-12-04 08:55 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com
Me too! Yay for not being certain about anything!

on 2002-12-04 11:24 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] lilka.livejournal.com
I'd certainly be interested in reading some original fiction, if you felt like writing it :) The online community for originals is smaller, true, but it does exist.... and quite often the feedback is more inventive than your typical 'This was cute! Write more!' Which is of the good.

on 2002-12-04 01:06 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com
I think I may just have to try...
Oh, ye cursed writers' block!

on 2002-12-04 01:26 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] lilka.livejournal.com
Couldn't have put it better myself. *kicks writer's block to death with spikey boots*

on 2002-12-04 01:41 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] purplerainbow.livejournal.com
*stomps on writer's block*
I hate that.
What's worse, last week, when I was *revising* I desperately wanted to write.
Now, I am free, and have no desire to write at all.
Dammit. Dammit all to hell!

on 2002-12-04 12:09 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] just-the-ash.livejournal.com
What was Air Buddhism, do you remember? Something to the effect of "Meditation will help you realize that your destination is already within you"?

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on 2002-12-04 01:03 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com
*thinks*
You're right, there was an Air Buddhism. Um... oh, yeah!
"Welcome to Air Buddhism. Return tickets come as standard. We hope you fly with us again. And again. And again and again and again. And again..."

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