The following stress release, or rant if you prefer, is meant to relieve the stress I am feeling over completing my Twitterive assignment for Writing Research and Technology.
In the first few weeks of the semester I looked forward to the weeks that would be focused on the Twitterive since I was finding the reading based blog posts to be so cumbersome. I had no idea what I was in for.
I call myself partially creative. Only partially because I love writing creative stories and I can be quite good at it, but I need guidelines. Tell me to write a story about the book we just read from a different character's point of view. I'm right there. You would like a poem based on my tweets? No problem. You want me to create a personal essay on why I write? When can I start?! But now you want me to decide on a place (any place, even a feeling) and create a "Twitterive" (what the hell is that) with a prologue and multiple genres as the only guidlines?? You lost me.
Whose idea was this? What am I basing my place on? When should I a have a SPECIFIED number of genres? Where do I start? Why can't you pick the genres for me? HOW DO I DO THIS?!
How's that for 5 W's and 1 H?
The ironic thing is that this is just the sort of challenge that I wanted to be able to "grow as a writer." Every good writer has faced challenges at some point right? Be careful what you wish for. Now I've got this 5,000 pound burden attached to this Twitterive: If I don't do well, I'm a bad writer. I realize no one told me to put that much stock into this project, but there's no going back now. However, I am open to an intervention. I spend much more time worrying about the Twitterive than I do working on it. I do have other classes and assignments due this semester, believe it or not.
The good news is, I've finally gotten to the point where I can semi-productively think about my Twitterive without having stomach cramps. Can you call that growth? I don't know. All I know is that this better turn out to be one heck of a Twitterive, or it might take me years to recover.
In the first few weeks of the semester I looked forward to the weeks that would be focused on the Twitterive since I was finding the reading based blog posts to be so cumbersome. I had no idea what I was in for.
I call myself partially creative. Only partially because I love writing creative stories and I can be quite good at it, but I need guidelines. Tell me to write a story about the book we just read from a different character's point of view. I'm right there. You would like a poem based on my tweets? No problem. You want me to create a personal essay on why I write? When can I start?! But now you want me to decide on a place (any place, even a feeling) and create a "Twitterive" (what the hell is that) with a prologue and multiple genres as the only guidlines?? You lost me.
Whose idea was this? What am I basing my place on? When should I a have a SPECIFIED number of genres? Where do I start? Why can't you pick the genres for me? HOW DO I DO THIS?!
How's that for 5 W's and 1 H?
The ironic thing is that this is just the sort of challenge that I wanted to be able to "grow as a writer." Every good writer has faced challenges at some point right? Be careful what you wish for. Now I've got this 5,000 pound burden attached to this Twitterive: If I don't do well, I'm a bad writer. I realize no one told me to put that much stock into this project, but there's no going back now. However, I am open to an intervention. I spend much more time worrying about the Twitterive than I do working on it. I do have other classes and assignments due this semester, believe it or not.
The good news is, I've finally gotten to the point where I can semi-productively think about my Twitterive without having stomach cramps. Can you call that growth? I don't know. All I know is that this better turn out to be one heck of a Twitterive, or it might take me years to recover.
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