So, I thought that I'd say, on top of my forty hrs+ work week, I'm taking twelve units this semester... that's two english courses, one of which is for my women's studies minor, and two anthropolgy courses. It's a bit overwhelming, but I've been writing like mad. It's hard to believe that the stress of school would force myself to write... like, there's this seriousness on one hand, so creativity blooms in the other to balance it.
I'm taking the advice of a few authors... doing lots of freewrites, timed writings, journaling, doodling. :) It's good, oh and I haven't had a drink in a few days... I'm going to fix that tomorrow night, don't worry. This was a bit dull, but I've had a lot of coffee and I think the caffeine is coming out with each word, shaky and uneventful. hit me up, we can talk when i'm wasted and back in my element.
