An Anecdote
May. 25th, 2021 09:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
takethisforexampleI have not been too keen on writing recently. Jatin described my writing as "flowery", and now looking through it again, I feel some sort of shame for not noticing it sooner. There is only one thing left to do- indulge in anything else and see what can come from it. Writing is formulaic. The more time I spend away from it, the better it becomes when I finally return.
Recently I've been pursuing my other interests. Fishing, with no luck at all, but fishing nonetheless. I spent four hours in Ringwood just last week casting in the shallow sunny-pools and listening to Kenny Wayne Shephard. Just being out of the house is a blessing at this point. The grass in Ringwood is too tall and thick though- I pulled a pretty large tick off myself at work the next day, and now I'm on antibiotics.
In other news, I failed my biology class and I have not graduated from high school. I am taking a 5 week public speaking course which will somehow allow me to walk at graduation. Public speaking is my forte and I am confident I will do well. My coworker told me that it doesn't seem typical of a writer to be able to speak the way I do. Honestly, I never really thought about it.
I will try to come here more often. I need the space to vent. If I'm not lying, things have been pretty lonely. Almost everyone in my life is a footnote at best. I've been finding more comfort in solitude like some sort of recluse, but I would not like to keep it that way.
Recently I've been pursuing my other interests. Fishing, with no luck at all, but fishing nonetheless. I spent four hours in Ringwood just last week casting in the shallow sunny-pools and listening to Kenny Wayne Shephard. Just being out of the house is a blessing at this point. The grass in Ringwood is too tall and thick though- I pulled a pretty large tick off myself at work the next day, and now I'm on antibiotics.
In other news, I failed my biology class and I have not graduated from high school. I am taking a 5 week public speaking course which will somehow allow me to walk at graduation. Public speaking is my forte and I am confident I will do well. My coworker told me that it doesn't seem typical of a writer to be able to speak the way I do. Honestly, I never really thought about it.
I will try to come here more often. I need the space to vent. If I'm not lying, things have been pretty lonely. Almost everyone in my life is a footnote at best. I've been finding more comfort in solitude like some sort of recluse, but I would not like to keep it that way.
