Excitement! (1 of 90)

Hullo all. Here's post 1 of 90. Or maybe this counts as 2? I'm not sure how this works. Nor am I about to willingly announce the existence of this blog. I'll just count it as post numero uno.

I'm Not Entirely Sure What I'm Going To Write:

So I suppose I'll start with the basics. I'm really excited.

Like really. I realized today that for the next year of my life, my job(1) is to read. And to write. How awesome is that? Some people, my roommate included, would think this is some terrible fate.

But I'm super excited. I get to read what everyone is writing. I get to see different styles. I get to read so many stories that I would have never found on my own. And in addition to reading, I get to write.

I get to write a lot of different types of stories for the next year. I don't know what any of them will be about, but I'm excited. I've already written a few things this semester, all of them I've had fun with.

I complain about having so much to write sometimes, ok, lots of times, but once I sit down(2) I enjoy (almost) every moment of it. The writing I mean. The initial throwing of thoughts on paper. It's a very liberating experience. All the jumbled stuff in my head? It's on paper now. I can think about other things. I've told the story, it's out. It's created. I made something, something that can't exist without me. I love the feeling(3).

So that's why I'm excited. I've got a year of uninhibited that in front of me. It's a lovely thought. Partially. Kind of. It's also kind of overwhelming. I wonder if I have that many stories in me. If I won't shrivel up due to lack of story. If I won't explode 'cause of story overload.

I guess it's kind of a double edged sword? I'm excited but scared beyond belief at the same time. Don't tell anyone though, I've done a fairly decent job of convincing everyone I'm some form of super self confident super hero.

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I put in all these footnotes because my teacher made an aside in class. To try writing with them. We're learning about David Foster Wallace who uses a lot, and I mean a lot, of footnotes. So I'm going to try it for a while. See how it works out. So far so good? Maybe? I'm not sure.

(1) by job here I mean school is my job, you know? I know it's kind of rare for kids these days not to have jobs in school, but school is my job. It's my job to do good. I'd like to really work at that from now on.

(2) by sit down. I really mean, sit down, stop talking to my roommate, start ignoring my AIM chats (or just log out of AIM in general, ignore twitter updates, essentially remove myself from the social sphere. Maybe just music, maybe not even that. I should really put myself in a more conductive environment for writing more often.

(3) feeling. The feeling of letting it all out. The revision process, however, (which makes up the majority of writing) is horrible. I hate it. With a passion. Stupid revision. I've already written about it before. Maybe I'll write more about it at a later date. If I remember.

Quote of the Day:

"The best way to keep one's word is not to give it."

-Napoleon Bonaparte