Last week, overall, was a great week. Thursday night I drove back to UTC to attend the Author's Society meeting which was held in the library. It was low attendance but I did run into Clif in the library and told him to come to the meeting. When I get there, Andrew Najberg - my Creative Writing professor was there which was a shock. I had sent our an email via the UTC Author's gmail account to him and Rebecca Cook because I know they both teach prose-oriented writing classes. I was glad that she showed up. In addition to the three of us, Josh, Katie, Brandon, Emilia, and Travis were there. It was an overall great meeting and even though attendance has dwindled at the meetings, there meetings have been more enjoyable in my opinion since certain rebel-rousers haven't been present.
Sybil Baker subbed for Andrew on Friday in Creative Writing and we all did this writing exercise that I had done in her fiction class a couple of semesters ago. What we did was we each wrote down a setting, a mood, two characters (their names and their descriptions, one round, one flat), and a plot. My plot was that my main character was on their way to a meeting and they got zipped up in their pants. My characters were Dale, a repressed, cold elementary school principal and Jezzbelle a former model turned elementary school secretary who was confident and comfortable with her blatant sexuality. My mood was sultry. My setting was the fictional town of Ecstacy where all your sexual fantasies come true. What we did was cut each of these out, mix them up, and we each got a random setting, set of characters, mood, and plot to write a short story on.
My piece ended up being about a young man who worked for the president who is sent to Iraq. He ends up slipping in an elevator and getting cut in half when the elevator closes on him and starts moving. I love the exercise and I thought it was fun.
Overall the week was awesome and I got some good sleep over the weekend. One day at a time I say.
Sybil Baker subbed for Andrew on Friday in Creative Writing and we all did this writing exercise that I had done in her fiction class a couple of semesters ago. What we did was we each wrote down a setting, a mood, two characters (their names and their descriptions, one round, one flat), and a plot. My plot was that my main character was on their way to a meeting and they got zipped up in their pants. My characters were Dale, a repressed, cold elementary school principal and Jezzbelle a former model turned elementary school secretary who was confident and comfortable with her blatant sexuality. My mood was sultry. My setting was the fictional town of Ecstacy where all your sexual fantasies come true. What we did was cut each of these out, mix them up, and we each got a random setting, set of characters, mood, and plot to write a short story on.
My piece ended up being about a young man who worked for the president who is sent to Iraq. He ends up slipping in an elevator and getting cut in half when the elevator closes on him and starts moving. I love the exercise and I thought it was fun.
Overall the week was awesome and I got some good sleep over the weekend. One day at a time I say.
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