I don't know which way to go. Any advice?


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As I said, I’ve started school. If you can remember back to your college years, the first week of classes is awkward, always, because they go around the room and force you to say inane stuff about yourself that no one will remember. This used to send me into pre-panic mode, but after seven years, I’m finally getting the hang of it.

Here’s the thing, I thought introducing myself in my undergrad classes was uncomfortable. Ha! Try doing it in a graduate creating writing class in one of the most liberal and diverse cities in the US.

It goes something like this:

Strange hair girl starts. She has a name like Moonshine or Barley. She’s writing a novel about a woman made up of small men. It’s an allegory for the way women are controlled by men in our patriarchal society; it’s also a comedy.

Then there’s the person with one leg. You know because, she takes off the prosthetic and lies it down on the table along with her lunchbox. It has a neon green knee sock. You can’t remember her novel idea, because you were distracted, obviously.

Next we have the dude who doesn’t smell bad, but looks like he would. He spent the summer smoking cigarettes and writing in a teeny tiny notebook with a stub of a pencil. You don’t understand what the hell he’s talking about but it has something to do with the underworld and Twitter.

Here’s sixty year old guy. He actually seems cooler than most of the people in the class, except he talks painfully slow and you know his story’s going to bore the shit out of you. It’s like he was born in the 40’s. Oh wait…

Finally, my favorite: the girl with the crazed frizzy hair and a bulky scarf who won’t talk above a whisper no matter how many times the teacher asks her to speak up. She has chipped nail polish like she did it on puporse, and she doodles pixies and fairies in her notebook.

It’s weird when you’re weird because you’re not weird enough.


Written by ditheringmiss

August 26, 2009 at 4:55 pm

Posted in School, Writing

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