Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Write Drunk; Edit Sober

“Write drunk; edit sober.” ~Ernest Hemingway



I believe this quote has some truth. And here is why:

The idea of being "drunk" while writing lets me have a mental impairedness while writing. Now I will not say I take this literal like I go and get drunk everytime before I go and write, but when your mind is "overcome or dominated..." as the second definition suggests, everything (EVERYTHING) I write, has meaning to me, It may not come through clear to readers(such as now), but it has meaning. And that emotion bleeds through. Now, if I am dry in my writing:
  It will be boring. I will have passive writing. I will not have strong words.
Now, I'm in one of my writing rants now, so just typing that little blurb in the last line was difficult.
Now, if I am lively in my writing:
 It will be intriguing and vague, yet developed so that the reader can understand and grasp some ideals and question others. I'm having intense words drift across the page that flow. I'm having increased vocabulary, imagery and emotion seep through the text on this screen.

Now that is years of english being put into a few sentences of writing, but I notice when I write, that I have this sense that things are more...meaningful? But only to me personally. Someone may understand, but honestly I believe some of my writing is just for me, it may be to intrigue others.

Now that is straying from my previous quote. 
“Write drunk; edit sober.” ~Ernest Hemingway

In short, writing metaphorically drunk is like drawing a picture with permanent marker. It bleeds through. (sometimes I think that looks cool =] )

But what about sober?


In this state of sober mind, I believe that I have a more literal interpretation of my writing. I criticize the little tiny pencil marks on the paper, not just the words. And no I don't mean the punctuation. But the "seriousness,gravity" I have. What the point I am trying to get across or even to remember is. What am I trying to say,and can I understand it? My first step of writing is that I can understand it.The next step is to make sure someone else can understand it.

The editing process is cleaning of that sharpie that bled through onto a desk or table. It takes work, and sometimes it may not come off, but at least you made an effort. And it still may show up on that desk, and it's okay. It shows personality in writing. It will make an imprint into peoples minds. 

Rule of thumb, don't be afraid to show your personality in writing. The editing proccess is the only part that makes it clear and understandable. Afterall, when your writing your just rambling what thoughts are running through your head in the trained manner you have learned, right? I think so. 

Everything I have just wrote on this page right now, was just found because I used stumble upon and came across that quote on the top of the page. And then I related that to how I wrote, and why I write the way I do. My writing has improved because of this, and I know I am going to read this tomorrow or even later on in the week and say "what the hell?" 

Note To Self: This IS how you write, you write like your drunk. You don't make sense, you stumble and occasionally you puke words that shouldn't be written and don't belong there because you drank too much of this creative juice. But now, it's late the next day and your hungover, and your reading this thrown-up mess and you want to puke again from that putrid smell. Well guess what, then your going to read it again, and again, and again. Until you are either satisified (which rarely happens) or when you give up (which you shouldn't). Ideas take a great time to fully development, it is your choosing to let them do so.


Monday, September 27, 2010

I Would Go To School Even If I Didn't Have To

This image was from my facebook. Taken from my philosophy class. Which might I add, I would go to this class without being forced to go to school.

This is a screen shot I took after looking up on yahoo answers. Is that the only reason we need to go school?
Another screenshot from a forum about school.
Now, do we go to school to prepare for life? Has life turned into only jobs? Are we learning essentials that they are truelly going for?

My senior year in highschool and here are my classes.
Psychology
AP English
Chemistry
Philosophy
Economics
Statistics

I agree these classes have the ability to help me, but my true focus comes from wanting to go to three of these. Otherwise I don't really care for some of them. I don't plan on being a chemist, but I am okay with learning basics of chemistry. Yes, they offer cooking in our school, but if we have to take classes we don't absolutely need...why don't we take the essential classes?

Sunday, September 26, 2010

When I stopped the World: The Wind and the Dandelion Seed

    Written for philosophy class end of August, 2010





I stopped the world when I went outside and imagined the wind just picking me up and taking me away. I decided to use this moment because it caught my attention. Where would I go? Would I ever know? Do I get to know when I will stop? Will I fall, or will it be a gentle decent? But my main reason, was why did this stand out? Is it because I just wanted to be picked up and taken away because I don’t know what I want or where to go?
    If the wind could pick me up like a dandelion seed, as high as I could possibly go, I would be so high up I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. But being that high up leaves me helpless. Does that mean I am not helpless as of right now? Or do I want to be helpless?
    I feel as if I wanted to be lifted up and away, where I could be taken away. Something leading me, the wind, drifting me away from what I’ve known and showing me new things that I have never experienced and may like. An escape that isn’t necessarily my fault. Something that will show me how other people live.
    I think I would like to live this way, where I can take up a time and decide to do whatever comes my way, an option. “When a rock comes hurdling at your face, hope its gold and catch it.” Living this way could open many doors.
    I don’t believe this follows the four steps of Philosophic Analysis but I wonder why my mind jumped to this idea when it said to analyze something and it’s a choice of how to analyze it. I think it follows the truth that I can pick something out of my mind and try and find out why I’m thinking it. Being able to explain why I’m thinking about it and realize why I might be thinking this.
    Why would other people have this same theory or idea? I think that something attracts people about being able to just get up and go, wherever life takes you and you just have to go with the flow of the wind. The wind is something that is completely unpredictable and I think people would like to be more spontaneous but the restrictions of life limit our ability to do so. The restrictions of life could be as simple as jobs or even social. Why we let these things lead our lives is not quite clear to me. I understand that money is as necessarily as water today (because you can buy purified water) but social life has just gated our lives with a cement wall.
    I looked up the definition of wind in a dream dictionary. “It reflects changes in your life.” I also considered the dandelion seed as a weed because you can’t seem to get rid of them. “Indicate that you are feeling neglected, overshadowed or cast to the side.” “To see dandelions in your dream, represent pleasant and joyous surroundings.” I think this also fits because I am happy with the changes in my life but at the same time it also seems like I have more responsibilities, which I am also fine with. And I Also feel like I am being pushed aside.

To be Honest, I Can't Shut Up

Written September 24th, 2010
To be honest, I need to be open.
To be open, I need to not be restricted.
To be restricted, I would need to be confined.
To be confined, I need to be shut-up.
To be honest, I can't shut up.

=]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7dPB8LXF18
Above is a link to a song with lyrics about...well shutting up. Kind of.

To Be Happy, I Need to Exist

Written September 24th, 2010



To be happy, I need to be joyous.
To be joyous, I need to be delightful.
To be delightful, I need to have pleasure.
To have pleasure, I need to have choice.
To have choice, I need to have right.
To have right, I need to be normal.
To be normal, I need to be natural.
To be natural, I need to not be artificial.
To be artificial, I would need to be made by human work.
To be made, I need to be brought into being.
To be, I need to exist.
To exist, I need to live.
To live, I need to have life.
To have life, I need to be living.
To be living, I need to be true.
To be true, I need to be real.
To be real, I need to be actual.
To be actual, I need to exist.
To be happy, I need to exist.

Above is a link to a happy song =]

Just Started the Blog: I can't even define Me.

So I have just started this blog and intend to keep it going. I will post all my old writing first as to keep a similar timeline to when they were written, and then of course my newer stuff which I am proud of. The newer stuff is very philosophical because of my class. I would greatly appreciate any feedback and opinions. Nothing will be taken personal. =]

So here's a little about me. I took a myspace survey and used it for bases.


Another About Me Survey




TAKE THIS SURVEY!


Basic About you:

Name:
Lynn
Gender:
Female
Height:
5'2"
Eye color:
Brown
Hair Color:
Red and Black
Age:
17
Birthday:
April 17th 1993
Lefty/righty/ambidextrous:
Righty
Piercings:
6
Tatoos:
None
Zodiac Sign:
Aries
Ring Size:
6
Grade:
12th

More about you:

Are you named after anyone?
Grandmother
Do you live in the moment?
Yes
Do you consider yourself tolerent to others?
Yes
Do you have any secrets?
Kind of
Do you hate yourself?
No
Do you like your handwriting?
Yes
Do you have any bad habits?
Yes
If you were another person, would you be friends with you?
Yes
Any regrets?
Sort of
Do you think life has been good so far?
Yes
Are you confident?
Sort of
How long does it take you to shower?
Depends
What color is your room?
White
Where do you want to attend college?
CU Boulder

Do you...?

Smoke?
No
Do drugs?
No
Drink?
Sometimes
Go to church?
No
Sleep with stuffed animals?
No
Take walks in the rain?
Yes
Talk to people even if you hate them?
Yes
Drive?
No
Believe in premarital sex?
Yes
Want to get married?
Maybe
Want to go to college?
Yes
Want to have children?
Maybe
Sing in the shower?
No
Get along with you parents?
Sometimes
Get along with your sibling/s?
Sometimes
Color/highlight your hair?
Yes
Like coffee?
Yes
Wear makeup everytime you go out?
No
Love roller coasters?
Yes
Like to cook?
Yes

Have you ever...?

Hurt yourself?
Yes
Been out of the country?
No
Been in love?
Yes
Done drugs?
No
Gone skinny dipping?
No
Had surgery?
No
Played strip poker?
Yes
Been on stage?
Yes
Pulled an all nighter?
Yes
Gone one day without food?
Yes
Slept all day?
No
Kissed a stranger?
No
Had a dream that came true?
Yes
Broken the law?
No
Stolen anything?
No
Been on radio/tv?
No
Been in a mosh-pit?
No
Bungee jumped?
No
Had a dream that kept coming back?
Yes
Gone out of state?
Yes
Live in other states?
Yes
Eaten an entire box of oreos?
Yes
Had a movie marathon?
Yes
Spun until you were immensely dizzy?
Yes
Been on a plane?
Yes
Ran into a wall?
Yes
Been rejected by a crush?
Yes
Cried in public?
No
Cried over a movie?
Yes
Pranked called someone?
Yes
Gotten a cavity?
No
Shopped at Abercrombie and Fitch?
No
Broken a bone?
No
Fallen from a tree?
Yes
Passed out?
Yes
Been to a theme park?
Yes
Eaten sushi?
Yes

This or That

Pepsi or Coke:
Coke
McDonalds or BUrger King:
McDonalds
Chocolate or Vanilla:
Vanilla
Black or White:
Black
Burgers or Hot dogs:
Burgers
Boxers or breifs:
Boxers
Book or magazine:
Book
TV or radio:
Radio
is the glass half empty or half full:
Full
sun or moon:
Sun
hot or cold:
Hot
romantic comedy or thriller:
Comedy
waffles or pancakes:
Pancakes
Florida or california:
California
Black and white or color photos:
Black and White
The city, the beach, OR the country:
City
Tennis shoes or sandals:
Tennis Shoes
Sweet or sour:
Sweet
Private or publie school:
Public
Cappuccino or coffee:
Cappuccino
English or history:
English
Science or math:
Math

Do you believe ...?

in miracles?
Yes
in magic?
No
in God?
No
in Satan?
No
in ghosts?
Spirit
in luck?
Yes
in love at first sight?
No
in Santa?
No
in the Easter Bunny?
No
in witches?
No
that it's possible to remain faithful forever?
Yes
in wishing on shooting stars?
Yes
that cussing is a necessity in life?
No
yourself?
Yes

Love and all that

Do you consider love a mistake?
No
If someone you had no interest in had interest in dating you how would you
Interesting...
Do you prefer knowing someone before dating them?
Yes
What is worst about the opposite sex?
Feelings
Who and when was your first crush?
A girl.
First thing you notice about the opposite sex?
Hair.

Right this moment...

What are you wearing?
Clothes
What are you worried about?
Nothing
What book are you reading?
The Bible
What time is it?
Afternoon
Are you bored?
No
Are you tired?
No
Are you talking to anyone online or on the phone?
No
Are you lonely or content?
Content
Are you listening to music, if so then what?
Radio

The Last...

Dream you had:
Family
Nightmare:
Family
Time you cried:
Family
Movie you watched:
How to be a Serial Killer
Movie you rented:
Golden Compass
Book you read:
Their Eyes Were Watching God
Word you said:
Fish
Time you laughed:
Today
Person to call you:
Dad
CD you played:
Friends
Song you listened to:
I can't be it
annoyance:
Me
IM sent or recieved:
Hi
Time you yelled:
Morning
Person you yelled at:
Dad
time you were a skirt:
2 Years
time you fought with your parents:
Today
Time you wished on a shooting star:
Weeks ago
Thing you ate:
Pancake
Time you showered:
Last Night
Nail polish color worn:
Grey Purple

Your favorite:

Type of gum:
Mint
Restaurant:
Mexican
Season:
Spring
Type of weather:
Warm
Emotion:
Happy
Color:
Black/Rainbow
Perfume:
Vanilla
Candy:
Cookies and Cream
Pizza topping:
Sausage and Onion
Fruit:
Strawberry
Veggie:
Potatoe
Type of cake:
Vanilla?
Magazine:
Cosmopolitan
TV Show:
Jersey Shore
Day of the week:
Wednesday/Friday
Month:
April
Holiday:
My Birthday
Number:
3
Sport to watch:
Hockey
Flower:
Lily

CLICK HERE TO TAKE THIS SURVEY!

MySpace Surveys







Now, here's something for you to think about. Do you realize that I only said a max of 6 words for few of these and less for others? You know a lot about me, but can you define me?
Because I can't even define me. =]