Now it’s sunny and warm even though a few days ago we were covered in heavy snow. I’m home and it’s lovely but I miss travelling. I miss the fjords and the expansive train systems and the bakeries.
My playwriting class is fun I guess but it’s disappointing too. Last year was so perfect, the professor taught to an incredibly high standard and it was hell sometimes but it was brilliant and I probably won’t get that opportunity again. In playwriting we just talk about basic stuff and look at diagrams of the inciting incident and rising action, blah blah blah, and talk about what a protagonist is. It’s frustrating, to have gone from such an advanced class to such a basic one.
I’m reading the Iliad and it’s amazing and after I graduate I am going to read so much and it will be great. (I hope I graduate soon.)
I think I’m going to try and start posting some of my writing on here just for practice and to get feedback. Fair warning.