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Monday, October 11, 2004





I Heard The Truth About You
*cough*x-files*cough*
On iTunes: Everclear, of all things.

I think I can honestly say now that I'm really feeling a lot better. My paper was turned in today, probably not with the word count I'm supposed to have, but that was ridiculous anyway, so I don't care that much. But this week I've got a short story to write and I'm really excited about it.

When I write things like this, some part of the story is always true. Or at least, some aspect of it reflects a little bit of me. This is going to be true for the one I'll be doing for LIT2020, and although I'm a little nervous about what'll be coming into the light, I feel like this has been a long time in coming. Writing is my therapy - it's my way of admitting things to myself that can't seem to come out clear any other way than this.

Originally I was going to write about death. Very cheerful stuff, I can assure you. But over the course of the last couple days, I've been thinking about how I'd want it to turn out, and I realized that I just wasn't very into the idea. I wasn't committed to it. Part of that is just because it's something I've dealt with recently and I've already written about it in order to sort my feelings out. I feel like I've given that aspect of me plenty of attention.

But there's another thing that's been on my mind recently, and like an epiphany, I realized that this was what I had to write about. In a way, this short story is something of a personal apology to somebody I hurt a long time ago. I know what I want to say now, and even though it might be a little too late, I need to say it. Until then, the rest of you will just have to wait and see how it turns out. ^_~


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