6-6:10pm. How are you? What have you been writing?
6:10-6:20pm: How’d the papers go? What are some of the strengths? Points for improvement, later?
6:20-6:45pm: Starting to write our stories. What do you have so far?
6:45-7pm: The next author…. Samantha Irby. What did you find? How do think she’ll be similar, different, from our other authors?
7-7:15pm: What do you stay busy, stay writing and reading, stay making progress on YOUR projects?
7:15-7:20pm: Start reading Samantha Irby. Forget about convention, forget about formality… forget about everything and just enjoy the read… Did any of you get that sense from her, from your research and/or if you started reading? Oh yeah, GET HER BOOK!!! Download on Amazon if you have to…. Just READ IT.
7:20-7:25: Back to your stories… Anyone have something, something to share?
7:25-7:30pm
HW: Draft of your story (4 FULL pages). Start reading Irby’s book.
#professormikey 
When I googled Samantha Irby funny pictures of her popped up and then I realized she probably will be similar to Sedaris and Lawson in her sense of humor. I’m looking forward to starting this book. I have a good feeling she will be just as funny as them. The fact that she runs a known blog just shows she has the ability to capture an audience.
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Samantha Irby is quite simply hilarious. I read a bit of her blog, Bitches Gotta Eat and it had me laughing out loud! She really has no filter and I love it. I have yet to start reading her book yet, but I have a feeling I’ll like for the same reason I loved Sedaris and Lawson; they tell it how it is and embrace it. I adore the chance to relate so much to an author, it’s such a different experience than reading fiction!
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How do you think Irby will be different from the other authors?
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I think that Irby is just soooo real to the point of not giving a fuck. Yes, Lawson and Sedaris were very real, but Irby is on another level. I also think that she will talk about modern struggles which will be very relatable. Just by reading a few chapters, she has already touched upon some of the most talked-about topics like the Bachelorette and online dating, and so on. I am already in love with her and can’t wait to read more.
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Real, relatable, and that provides and unexpected romance..
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I think she is going to be more cringeworthy in a good way.
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agreed
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Little lighter than Lawson, maybe??
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No, I think she will be more in your face? I’m not sure if she can compete for cringeworthy-ness since Lawson mentioned dead babies? SO, i guess the answer is, I’m not really sure.
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Irby seems to be more unfiltered and more open about her personal life than the other authors, which is hard to say when comparing with Lawson. She just seems to have a bit less structure than the other authors!
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Just called upstairs to Emma and asked how she was doing… she said, “Leave me alone! I’m busy. Don’t talk to me!” Dang, homegirl is HARSH. And only 4…. I’m toast when she’s a teen, y’all…
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wow, that sounds like something I would say to my parents! lol
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Ha! You just wait. . . Mine is 9 going on 16 and a DIVA.
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Oh I know… Emmie rules my world, and she knows it. I’m F/CKED when she’s a teen.
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My daughter is a daddy’s girl. Can get away with murder with her daddy and step daddy. I tell her “no homegirl”. Who do you think you got your attitude from? I’ll win every time girl. Ha!
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I lose. Every. F/cking. Time.
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Haha Emma is a feisty QUEEN
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She’s gangster. Even I, can’t make her flinch. I’m f/cked.
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Oh that’s such a fun age. My boy will be 4 and he’s stuck on the Tik Tok anthem “bored in the house, bored in the house”. Shit. I’m bored too you little turd.
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That’s awesome… 🙂
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I’ve heard that 13 is the worst year of it all I wish you the best of luck Mike! hope you survive…
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I won’t. I’m f/cked.
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I can definitely tell that Irby is very in-your-face in her style and personality. Personally I love that in people, and I wish I was more like that sometimes. Sometimes you gotta tell it how it is, and don’t hold back for the sake of what others think.
I can also tell from reading about her that she also spills emotional truths and talks about hardships in a genuine way, while also poking fun at them and being lighthearted and funny about it in the end.
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yes, she is the queen of confessionals.
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I like that!!
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Samantha Irby, oh boy! I am so excited to read this. I’ve read a bit from her blog, Bitches Gotta Eat, and found myself laughing out loud. I am more than thrilled to read something relatable, funny, and unfiltered. I read somewhere that she has crohnes disease, which I have as well, so I’m excited to hear some stories of her living with an autoimmune disease because some interesting stories arise from them!
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I reposted because my comments were glitching, now I have two posts! my bad!
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All good!!
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Samantha Irby seems super fun to read. I loved Lawson’s book so I have a feeling I will like Irby’s just as much. Her blog is hilarious and shows her personality, I love it. She seems like such a real and carefree writer, very much like Lawson. Can’t wait to start reading her book!
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Amazon is currently posting their fates further out but actually arrive a lot earlier. I’ve placed 4 orders recently and they’re suppose to come in late May but arrived this week. It’s risky but worth the try if you dong have kindle.
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youre right. I ordered something the other day and it told me that it would arrive in late May. But it legit arrived in two days, like huh…?
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F/CK Amazon. Pretty sure you can call and get it transferred to Kindle, just sayin….
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I read the first page of Irby just now to get a feel. She seems similar to the other authors just off of that. It all seems very personal, and maybe a tad on the “mundane” side, so that’s all good. I like the idea of crushing a beer can on one’s forehead while listening to Katy Perry in a limo. She definetely sets the stage for herself nicely. So LET’S DO THIS, BRO.
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Love the excitement!! You’l enjoy the book, I’m sure..
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Samantha Irby:
She runs the blog: bitches gotta eat
Used to co host a tv show Guts and Glory in Chicago with Keith Ecker
Claims “I HAVE ENOUGH HATE IN MY HEART TO START A CAR.”
Her blog is damn funny
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I aspire to be at her level one day….
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It’s pretty awesome. Glad we get to read her as a group..
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I keep thinking that I should write my story about all of the emotional grueling and powerful experiences in my life, but honestly I should ease up a bit, and notice how calm and crazy and funny life can be. Right now it is super boring though and its too the point Ihave taken up the hobby of drinking large amounts of water. I was thinking a lot about how I needed to drink more water and thought, well I could just do it, drink some water! I guess Im a little bored and going a little crazy, but I like challenging myself to hydrate. It’s actually pretty fun, you guys should try it. Make sure you have access to a bathroom though.
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I HAVE BEEN DOING THE EXACT SAME THING OMG
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I don’t know why but I’m slightly obsessed with filling up this thing of water and just demolishing it. The challenged and habit is fun, but physically I feel better too, so win win. Glad to know I have a fellow water drinker here to share our awesome hobby.
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this was a great reminder for me to drink water right now. I think I’ve been staying more hydrated too but its funny because I feel like I have to pee all the time!
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Let’s talk about your production… what you do to DO. So you don’t just lay, be lazy, produce and do nothing. This time, being quarantined, is opportunity, to gather and elevate, to CREATE. What do you do… what do you want to do? Talk to me, y’all!!!!
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I’ve been writing notes and snippets. I want to give myself the space to create something from all these notes. I used to go to the beach as my therapeutic/creative place. So now, I am making space in my backyard instead and making the time, undistracted to compose.
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LOVE this… Don’t stop writing, Samone.. and write more notes than complete orthodox sentences..
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I stay busy and creative by spending a lot of time listening to music and organizing my room! I have a huge book shelf and I am re-reading my favorites that I haven’t read in a long time, and that makes it easy to read a lot!
I have been taking some lazy days too, but I don’t enjoy being lazy so after a lazy day that gives me motivation to be super productive!
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omg I complete agree with this! I did a little online shopping and bought a chart organizer for my craft supplies because my original organization was a single box filled to the top.
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Ive been setting an alarm(not too early) but just to make sure that I get out of bed before the afternoon. Then I will write a list of everything I want to get done that day, I have plenty of time so no excuses! Ive been working out, focusing on nutrition, drawing, watching tv, and cleaning. What I want to do is get myself to drink more water, draw more, and write a song for mothers day. I find that when I don’t make a list of everything I need to do or don’t set an alarm, hardly anything gets done for the day! So, I try and stay consistent with setting an alarm and making a to-do list. But, this quarantine has given me time to try out new things and get things cleaned and organized around my house, finally. Its allowed me to focus on my goals, myself, and my future, so I do appreciate all this downtime in a way.
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Me too Shanti!!! I list out my TOP THREE. I figure out what are the 3 most important things I want to do today and write them down!!!
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yes its super helpful! otherwise I will sit around and eat all day. Kind of like today hahah!!
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I’ve been trying to draw and paint but I can’t find my pencil and I’m too lazy to dig through all of my drawing supplies to find a pencil, so I end up trying to make art with the strangest tools that are laying in the corner and it does not look right so I give up and find something else to entertain myself. Ive also started visiting this bird nest my mom discovered in the backyard and staring at the bird and the bird mom stares back at me. Her babies look like bald rats with beaks and spiky mohawks. I’ve just been so bored but I have been staying sane partly by writing and reading as much as I can and trying to constantly process my thoughts.
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More than entertaining self, seek to EDUCATE self!!
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I feel like the things that I use to entertain myself are most entertaining because they educate me. When I draw, read, write, learn new things for fun, I enjoy them most because I grow more and more and I can see the value and change each time.
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I also have a birds nest in my backyard and we set up a camera so we can watch the baby birds!! They are so cute and entertaining!
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What do you learn from them?
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I learn the beauty of life, and how beautiful nature is and how before this quarantine I didn’t give myself time to appreciate nature as much but now I have the amazing opportunity to look at life and see how amazing things are, like baby birds, that I wouldn’t have seen if I was so consumed wit my own life as usual!
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My favorite thing is to brush out my dog (husky mix) and leave her hair in a container on my porch. I watch the birdies take the tuffs of hair back to their nests to line them and make them soft and warm
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In just one night they grew so much bigger. It was amazing. I took pictures and they look so different before and after. The mom sits on them but two of the babies’ heads poke out from under her. That’s really cool how you set up a camera. I just climb up a ladder and stare at them.
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The bird mom probably wishes she set her nest up in someone else’s backyard because I keep staring at her.
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To keep myself busy these days I have been focusing on doing everything one thing at a time. I try not to overthink. As for reading, I find it is easier outside in the sun with cold water (AND SUNSCREEN). If you have not started Irby’s book, you are in for a treat. It is probably one of the funniest books I’ve read. Just so good and a great thing to talk to others about.
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I burnt the SHIT out of my back on Saturday. I’m like a lobster. LOL!
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that is the worst and is why sunscreen is my best friend these days!
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Write about that feeling. Make fun of it…
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Staying busy lately has been kind of challenging. I have trouble keeping a routine, which is frustrating. I’ve been doing a pilates class every other morning which feels good! I’ve also been waking up around 8 every morning to sit in the sunshine, when it comes out of course, and drink tea or eat outside. It’s really helped to motivate me and I find that on the days I start early, I am more motivated to do more throughout the day! I’ve been playing soccer with my sister, writing when things come to mind, and moving my room around!
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doing things in the sun makes it so much better!!!!
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I find myself a bit jealous of not being able to quarantine. I am still going to work.
Then I feel bad that I’m complaining that I still have job right now when so many others don’t.
The struggle is real.
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you’re not complaining, I get it. But thank you so much for working during this time! you ROCK! ❤
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To stay busy I actually have to limit most of what I do, and just spend a few hours at the most with one thing, and then move on. It makes everything seem more spread out, and therefore more time-consuming, but in a good way. I love writing, but three hours is enough for one day, I think I’ve earned something after that. The same goes for reading. For three hours I can really be engaged, and then not so much after that.
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Just bought her book as a kindle version on amazon. You can download kindle app to ur phone and do it that way. The kindle app has a lot of good annotation features too! I read Lawson on the kindle app and actually really liked the online kindle app experience
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Thank you for this!!!
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For me staying busy is really easy. I ate just sitting around so I always have to be doing something. Also creating a routing helps me stay on track. For my writing every time I switch to a new task I write a bit before I do.
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Nice!! New tasks perpetuate new inward talk!!
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Great idea!!!!
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well, work has been keeping me busy and helping with my withdrawals keeping my mind occupied, and when I’m not writing in my journal or making a new piece for my creative writing class sometimes I go exercise or something anything to keep me busy and also a nerd thing I’ve picked up is trying to speedrun a game I really enjoy and I’m getting better at it but definitely know I ain’t beating any world record anytime soon.
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Who has a project? One for self….
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can you elaborate?
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Something not class-connected.. gardening… sculpting, cooking, meditating.. something for YOU.
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I have been working on creating healthier habits. It has been a project of mine for a while, but quarantine has given me time to accomplish some progress.
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like a project unrelated to the class?
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YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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A project is I have been meditating more since I have been more anxious during this time in my life. Also I have been trying to do at home workouts. I haven’t really worked about before because I do so much walking in a normal day, but now I don’t so I am making my health the main priority for me right now!
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oh yeah a little project I picked up is helping my stepmother garden in the back yard she is helping me learn since Ive never done it and its great since I work in the Starbucks inside my grocery store we keep the used coffee grounds because people love to pick them up to use in their own gardens so every so often I bring a bag home and use it in our garden and our flowers may I say are doing wonderfully and that reminds me I need to water those guys and gals tomorrow.
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This is great!! Cheers!! Anything you’re learning from it??
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other than when its good times to water and also when to move them out of the sun because sometimes it’s better to rotate some of them periodically throughout the day when I’m at work my stepmom will do it. also, that people don’t think your crazy if you are talking to yourself/ the plants they are wonderful listeners and pretty sure they can’t tell any secrets I tell them XD
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Being “unrefined” on my blog….
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Still waiting on that next post….
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Lately I’ve been trying to focus on doing things that make my body feel good. I don’t necessarily have any fitness goals, but I plan on putting things in my body which make me feel full and satisfied and fill me with energy! My mom and I have also been gardening quite a bit. My Baboo is a gardener and farmer for the farmers markets, so he brought us soil and tomatoes, peppers, and broccoli to plant!
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Same, I started making smoothie bowls, they are both satisfying and aesthetic.
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I have recently taken up gardening with my mom! i love doing this and it is turning our patios into a beautiful outdoor hanging out space which is so nice to go out into on the sunny days and sit in the shade. We also filled up our kiddie pool lol so now we can “swim”
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Very relaxing..
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I have also taken up more eating and wine drinking. The Covid-19 is turning in to Covid-30 in my waist line. HA!
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Dude… that’s awesome. Write that shit down.
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What has kept me writing lately is humility. This whole situation has made me very humbled and grateful. Reflecting on things I have been through in my life (both good and bad) has had me writing constantly. I feel that the fear I felt is gone and things are flowing. I am writing the way I would verbally tell these stories; with humor and a little sarcasm. I have been using my kids nap time to be productive with my writing. At first it felt like a chore because I usually catch up on my shows during that time, but now the writing itself I consider my me time.
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I was just thinking about humility. Sometimes I feel annoyed that I have to follow drastic procedures at work to prevent virus spread or sad that I have to stay home, but I remember that it is responsible to do so to protect as many people as I can and remember the other essential workers who risk their life and health to help victims and keep the world from shutting down. But of course it is important to remember that the hopeless, sad, inadequate feelings that come from this are all valid and important. I’m really glad that you have found different ways to enjoy your me-time and that things are starting to flow for you.
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Since I am still working 8 hours, that keeps me busy enough. I like to schedule time to just chill and be lazy but after that time is up I make myself be productive, do chores around the house and walk my dog everyday. I also have been studying for my other class. Just this past weekend I cleaned my car inside and out. I also have been working out 4x a week for 2 hours. I like to have structure but I know it is also ok for me to just relax sometimes.
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Thank you for working during these hard times, very much appreciated! And yes, relax as long as you need, you deserve it!
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Absolutely!! So much YES.
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It jsut feels so good to clean things inside and out, like my room, but I always make it messy again. Glad you found time to work and focus on yourself.
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Self is the priority, always, so you can be the best Human for those you love.
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cant agree more! I could not sleep the other night so I decided to reorganize and clean my room A good form of therapy and an activity to de-stress!
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Wish I had your inclination.. I hate cleaning..
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Nice Yoselyn! This schedule seems like it works for you! Creating a schedule is a very important thing to do
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Anyone have a story that teaches yourself something new every time you re-tell it?
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Not really a story, but every time I explain my family members to a new friend, I find myself learning things about my siblings that i’d never thought of before
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That’s good!!
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well I have a story that kind of reminds me and teaches myself more and more to not be such a dumbass, so maybe about 6 years ago I was on my grandpa’s farm and we were doing target practice at our dam and we always use these hunting rifles but always bring this really really old musket along because we felt like it deserved to watch like an honor thing for some reason? I don’t really get it myself but a thing i Believe in is don’t mess with tradition so the musket came along like a buddy of sorts. while we were shooting a few targets I broke a few of the bullets apart because apparently im just so smart(sarcasm) im really not smart but i put it into the barrel and put a few of the tips from the bullets in to be in place of the lead bullets that would go in there in the day but why did i do this i don’t know i was a dumb 14 year old thats for sure but I turned to my gramps and was like you think this thing still works? he was like probably not. soooo i ended up looking down the fucking barrel like a smart little boy i was my grandpa laughed because in our family we just laugh at each other when we do stupid shit for some reason but then I set it up and put a piece of flint in because we have zippos and always carry extra flint and honest god i didn’t think it would work because the damn thing was so old but prior to putting flint on while pointing it at myself i clicked the trigger because im dumb and nothing happened no surprise and i put the flint in and Gerry rigged the damn thing and pointed at the water and bam it goes off and me and my gramps looked at each other because i broke so many godamn rules in the rule book for gun safety and after a shocked expression from my gramps he cracks up yelling ” you DUMBASS you totally almost got yourself killed!!!” and almost lost his balance from how much he was laughing and what i learn was I need to be careful and not to dumb and never look down a damn barrel of a gun ever again XD even if it is a old world war mucket they still work dammit so just please stay safe yall!
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I would like to share the beginning of my story: Any thoughts about what I should title it would be very appreciated!
My story begins just three years ago when I applied at target. I decided to join the bandwagon and submitted my application four months after my brother was hired, then shortly after my younger sister was also hired on to the team. This was just the beginning of what soon became known as the “family business” because a grand total of five cousins have worked at target. On the outside, Target was the perfect job. They had excellent flexibility for team members with scheduling issues such as school or accommodating the schedule of a second job and in addition getting your shift covered was a walk in the park since there’s dozens of co-workers to ask. Not only is the hourly pay above minimum wage but there’s also a large variety of departments to choose from such as clothing, check-lanes, electronics, market and general merch. But with all that being said, Target is also a place where you work like a dog all day just to receive little to no requisition in return, get zero respect from your team leads and no matter how hard you try…nothing is ever enough.
The realization of this truth surfaced for the first time when I decided to call out sick. Now was I “actually sick”… no.. but that’s not the point of this story. I had one solid alibi under my belt. My best friend’s mom was a dentist assistant and she wrote me a note stating that I had an emergency appointment to take care of a toothache while in reality I took a Sunday stroll through the city. Now all hell broke loose the day I got back, my co-workers confessed that our team leads were talking shit about me behind my back and I was even approached by my main supervisor who low key treated me that I should only call out if it’s truly important matters. Like an “emergency appointment to treat physical pain” isn’t important? Now this was just the beginning of my new reality working at Target. About six months have passed since my first day on the job and I started talking to one of my team leads on a more personal level. No soon after my “boss” became my boyfriend.
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This is great!! Colleagues??
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I love this! I already want to read more!
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I love this…I’m intrigued!
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Good job, Ashley!!
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That is great!!!!!
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OMG plot twist at the end love this and I am already wanting more!!! As for title just keep thinking on it.. something good will always come. I need more of this story
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Good magnetism in the narration and just the feel of the story!!
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I love this! This feels like a movie or a book! Your writing is so good, keeps the reader engaged, I want more! Maybe for the title “Family Affairs at Target or The Chronicles of a Target Employee”. Love what you have so far, keep up the good work!!!!
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Wow Ashley I love this so far!! I love the cliffhanger at the end! I can’t wait to read more!
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This sounds awesome! I like how you called it the “family business”
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Thanks guys I love all the feedback!
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Haha Family business could be a good title
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I’m not sure in a title suggestion but you should incorporate “target”in the title somehow, or a slogan or phrase that connects to the business or working there.
Also, that sounded like such a hostile environment to be in when that happened. Even if you did technically fake an appointment, it shouldn’t even be a big deal because your me-time is important too and you gave a notice. It really sucks to not have respect just because of your position. Also I really would like you to elaborate on how your boss became your boyfriend, that’s so funny and I want to know more how that happened in your story.
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For tonight’s page.. focus on the type of days we’re having. Just as a journal prompt, if you wish. Yes, this shit is trying, but it’s also telling.. telling about us as writers, as people, as beings in a place of transition.
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Anyone have a paragraph or two from their story they’d like to post??? BRING IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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The hard desk. There I sat. The new kid in school. I wasn’t sure if my discomfort was from the unforgiving chair or the sideways glances I catch the other kids giving me. I can barely remember third grade. But that day was the first day I truly felt the loneliness and emptiness I would carry with me through school and in to adult hood. I felt it like the suitcase I had to struggle to pull when we suddenly left our house late at night. Or was it early in the morning? All I remember is being pulled from a slumber, the sand of sleep still heavy in my eyes. And lights. No. Cop car lights. We were being rushed to the car. I remember the police officer saying they were changing the locks and we were not allowed back. We had had ten days. But why can’t I get all of my toys? Those next few days were a blur. A mess of hotel rooms, staying with friends of ours and yelling. So much yelling. My dad never did anything right and I think I can hear him crying? I just want to go home. So we drive. I didn’t know I fell asleep but when I wake, I hear the ocean and I’m all alone in the car. They left me! Did the police take them too? Tears threatened the brims off my eyelids as the panic started to build in my chest. I had to build the courage to set myself up right and peer out the window . . . frantic. . .
Then I snap back to the present; the new classroom and uncomfortable chair. I can hear the kids snickering. I didn’t realize the teacher asked me something. When I finally looked at her, she must have seen the tears from my memories threatening to spill down my cheeks. She smiled sympathetically, cleared her throat of the pity burning there and changed the subject, whatever it happened to be. I think she feared to make the new girl cry on her first day. Absentmindedly I doodled on the desk then erased it. Doodled and erased. Doodled. Erased. I felt content. I even relaxed a little. I continued my pattern until a clearing of a throat over my shoulder startled me. I looked up, absentmindedly. Right as I was in the erase phase. The eyes full of sympathy were now full of something else. Like anger. But why? The preppy blond girl next to me looked smug. She told the teacher I wrote on the desk. And now I’m in trouble on my first day?? In a few years, I would stick up for the preppy, popular blonde sitting next to me. She would eventually get bullied and the smugness would turn in to a suitcase of emptiness that she would struggle to pull by herself. But I remember. I remember my first day, of my fourth school, for my third grade elementary class. And I remember the weight of that loneliness and the look of her eyes that threatened to spill tears.
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This is great.
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Thanks Mikey! Really looking forward to this next writing!
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Anytime.
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wow, I love the emotion. You conveyed everything perfectly, really well done
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Agreed.
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Thank you so much! ❤
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WOW! This is incredible, truly. I really enjoy the way you’ve chose to narrate your story, it’s captivating and allows the reader to feel for you. You’ve also managed to paint such a clear picture, so clear that I feel like I can see you in that desk. This takes courage and I admire what you’ve produced!
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Feel for you, and learn from you!!
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Thank you so much!! ❤
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What’s on tonight’s page, y’all???? Great meeting tonight.
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there’s a lot of excitement and lively narrative in perceived boredom!!
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omg I just wrote that also!
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I set a goal for myself to write more pieces with humor
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Thank you!!!
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More than just entertaining, educate self!
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An excerpt from my story:
I can remember crying to Justin, “Why won’t they just give me a Csection?! I have been here for 5 days! At this point I’d shit this baby out if they’d let me.” I swear every hired nurse in labor and delivery had been fist deep in me like I was going to be the next famous puppet on Sesame Street. It sure is funny how you never hear these stories until after you’ve had a kid. Over a hundred hours of active labor and no baby. Death would have been too kind. Birth Control anyone? Here you go.
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I LOVE it!!!!!!!
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Speechless…
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Sorry if it’s too much.
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Beg to differ… not enough!! Want to read more. Sure the colleagues do as well!!
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Yes!!! Definitely wanna read more!
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YES.
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Here’s one more excerpt from the end:
Nine months of pregnancy, 40 lbs, and a 10 inch scar.. was she worth it? Hell YES. Miss Lucy is by far the most wonderful and terrifying thing I have ever worked for. That is until John arrived… “Crazy birth sister? Hold my beer.”
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Hahah this is great!!
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a hundred hours of labor. Damn, you are a superwoman!!!! Great excerpt, I wanna read the rest!
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obsessed! I love it so much
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The whole “fist deep in me” is so relatable! LMFAO! (That sounds wrong, I know, but my placenta did not detach properly. Yikes)
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That’s awesome… literally laughing right now.
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Yowza. Another story I had never heard before having babies. This was literally the most painful and happiest experience of my life. A weird combo
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Right!!!?? I was not planning on that many doctors looking at my vagina. Something they do not warn you about pre child birth! LMAO
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There’s a lot of excitement and lively narrative in perceived boredom.
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More than entertaining self, seek to EDUCATE self!!
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Alright y’all… #professormikey, OUT. Please mind the draft due next week, and buy Irby’s book!!! Start reading!!! I’ll be checking the blog if you keep interacting, and will be available via text for office hours till 9, or 10, or however late I’ll be sipping and scribbling. Bonne nuit….. ❤
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peace!!! see y’all next wednesday! I am looking forward to reading more of your stories!!! Loved the ones we heard tonight thanks to y’all who shared!!
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As did I, Kiely. Cheers.
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Hello y’all!! Writing went well! There are few needed developments but I am happy with the outcome! There has been so much to do lately! However, it all seems to be paying off, I have excellent grades in high school and I have never felt more motivated than now!
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I wrote this a while ago in my google docs but it still applies:
“His concrete house has endured the cold nip of tens of storms in years past. It was five stories high if you counted the basement and I slept on the top floor in his spare room where he kept his gaudy old costumes and knick knacks. Old cigarette lighters and Lion’s club keychains collected dust in the closet. I could usually hear his booming karaoke sessions late at night, the fireworks in January, and the booming thunder that followed the crack of lightning. Sometimes it got a bit too quiet in that little room. I stayed so long in that little room that I got desperately homesick and guilty as hell for feeling that way. I remember staring at a nail haphazardly hammered into the cracked plaster. “I hate this wall.” I thought to myself. If only I could have figured out earlier how to find peace within myself even in solitude. I wanted to comb through the chaos that boredom and frustration twisted inside of me, but on the outside it was all still. I was tired like a dog for so long until I found a new fixation. I wrote so much in little notebooks with pens and pencils that me and my mother bought in bulk for the upcoming semester. I like to keep my words with me so I could feel like less of a stranger to the world. That was so long ago. And believe me, I’m not like that anymore. I swear I’ve changed. ”
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This is lovely, and vivid, loud and shapely in narrative pace..
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So good!!!!!
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Quarantine has been pretty repetitive but I have time to finish projects but I never had the chance to go back to
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Ahhh! It didn’t post all the way! Basically I have been finishing quite a lot of projects I started a couple of months ago. I am back on track for once and I feel like i have control over my life.
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A mood so indescribable only I can understand. Nothing is worse than this. No vice No feeling. It’s its own enigma. Full of rage and irritability. Loss of everything, people, self, and reality. The gospel of it all is too ridiculous to comprehend. Why is this something I have to face and deal with? Is happiness that difficult to partake in?
Tragedy had struck me at a very young age and I never learned how to properly disable this part of my cerebellum. I need constant reminders of my true reality. I need to ground myself and remind my brain that the places it has manifested are not my reality. I need grounding. It keeps me sane. However, what does one do when their reminders are gone and their grounding areas have served their purpose and refuse to help. How does one ground themselves when the patch of dirt is gone? No foundation.
I built that surface and now I’m so far gone that I cannot even find myself in order to keep my sanity. I have lost myself. Lost. That’s nothing but an umbrella term. So much more resides on the inside. I’m so full of emotion that it’s beginning to leak out of me like pus. I am nothing anymore. The emptiness has grown and I keep trying to stir away from that area but my brain and body have only known that comfort.
Questioning my past and the things I have done and suffered keep coming back and that’s my only way of reassuring myself that I’m still myself. I’m terrified of things. I’m terrified of my past and my future because I know myself. I know how my entirety functions and the things it’s capable of. I am unstoppable when the instinct takes over. There’s no sense in my being. The numbness is now its own being. It takes over and I grow more and more apathetic as the time passes. Unfortunately I am comfortable with this now. I know nothing else but this. I’m enabling it to do as it pleases because I’m spent. Reckless and stupid ideas clound my insstincts. I grow farther away from who I once was. My future is solid because of my consciousness. I want change but I’m too tired to fight back. Simple tasks become something complicated. It’s all my mentality. I have people in my life who care about me but I can’t bring myself to care. I only focus on the other being and its selfish needs. The need for attention and time that does not require any effort. I only love one person and I’m positive it won’t last long due to the simple fact that human beings lose interest. Loss of interest in things and people is the ruler of minds.
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