So my plan of regular blog posting has clearly gone awry. During the time since my last post I’ve began an on-line creative writing class, completed and on-line animal psychology certificate course (because, why not?), and had a procedure performed on my neck. Also, I may have gotten lazy, but we’ll go with all those other reasons instead.
My big living-my-dreams endeavor right now is the writing class. I’m taking it through the Gotham school in New York. The class is wonderful. It’s small, only sixteen students, and our instructor is very attentive. He called my first writing assignment (write about a window) “sly.” This made me happy.
I just now opened his critique of my last piece. It wasn’t my best effort and I was nervous about it, but he gave good feedback. We were supposed to write about something we loved or something we hated. I wrote about how I hate being called shy. I’m not shy. I’m introverted. But here is an example, from the middle of my rant, of how I’m learning to write more effectively.
Based on his suggestions, my paragraph went from this:
I am an INTJ Briggs Myers personality. Introverted, intuitive, thinking, and judging. Only 1% of women are INTJs. That’s right, motherfucker, I’m a damn unicorn personality and I’m not speaking because I’m scared, I’m not talking because I’m thinking and judging you.
I am an INTJ Briggs Myers personality. Introverted, intuitive, thinking, and judging. Only 1% of women are INTJs. That’s right, motherfucker, I’m a damn unicorn personality and I’m not silent because I’m scared, I’m silent because I’m thinking and judging.
Less verbose and a corrected confusing negative. Good stuff.
Thanks for sticking with my blog. See you in a week. And sorry about the punny title. I thought of it while drifting off to sleep and it struck me as the most brilliant thing in the universe.