Dude. Have you done your assignment? Are our lives getting in the way of our writing? You have domestic responsibilities, and I have a responsibility to drink cheap beer and toss around darts at my favorite bar. (I have a crush on the Filipino bartender there. I’m a flirt now, by the way. Don’t I make you proud?)
As far as my end of the bargain, I have written a little about the topic I assigned us. (You do know the topic, don’t you? Crime and all that.) So yes, I’ve written a little, and writing about my life reminds me that my life is pretty ordinary. Remember when my apartment was broken into, and the dude stole my bowl, and about the same time I got fired and rehired at the ice cream store? I went back to my other journal to make sure I remembered what time of year it happened. There is a lot of embarrassing stuff in my journal. Embarrassing because I thought I was clever, or because of my rampant spelling errors, or because I was so fucking dejected. But I’d forgotten some things about that time that make my story a bit more interesting. I shan’t reveal those things beforehand.
Inspiration! Dedication! Trendy topics! Come to me.
Okay.
Beyond reading, and remembering the toil and joy from undergrad, I have been trying to find inspiration in podcasts about writing. I listened to one episode of this podcast called I Should Be Writing. It made me realize that I would be beyond lucky and dedicated to have (like this chick that was interviewed) a young adult trilogy steam punk vampire werewolf novel published. I sunk into a deep despair. Then I found (and I think you mentioned it) the New Yorker Fiction podcast. Joy!
My point? Well, where is the writing, Elizabeth. Where is it?
Love,
Bri
