How does one respond to such a text? I just didn't, and instead hastened to the library to meet with Katey. I realized at some point today, after getting over an unexpected hangover, that I know fuck-all about the English language and how to write it properly. Do you italicize song names, or album names, or movie titles? How do you deal with names of poems, or television shows? What if a television show has become such a cultural phenomenon that it no longer is recognized purely as a television show? Which is more correct-- 5:00am, 5:00AM, 5:00 a.m., 5:00 A.M., or 5:00 am? I don't have a god damn clue, and all the definitions I uncover just infuriate me-- Eliot's The Wasteland deserves italics but "The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock" does not because it doesn't fall as neatly into the realm of the 'epic poem'? Bullshit! That fucker is wicked epic!
Anyway, put together my first group of work to be graded-- just slightly revised versions of Till Human Voices Wake Us and Banana Trees. Finished the shitty first draft of a new story, tentatively titled Universal Truth. It's written entirely in dialogue, which is interesting and a good exercise for someone like me who isn't strong on dialogue, but I fear that the story will never be fit for publication anywhere because it's so constrained. I do like it so far, though, and we'll see how everyone else likes it too.
Didn't drink at all today until after dark, and had probably 5 glasses of wine while arguing hip-hop with Lauren, cooking the last remnants of my food stores for dinner, and getting this draft knocked out. Hopefully I can be up early enough tomorrow to get it into a state worth presenting to the class.
Drink Count: 5
Beautiful, ain't it? The left one is doing really well, but this one hates life, especially since I lost one ball the other night. If it's not better in a few weeks it's disappearing for sure:
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