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I was thinking about what to write. I stared at the ceiling and saw a black dot. I can't see it anymore. I'm too far away. I need to lie down on my bed, limbs splayed towards the four corners, and stare to find it once more. I like that dot.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Why Emma sucks.
I would say spoiler, but it's a monotonous, pointless book with a plot that's not worth following. If you get spoilered, don't sweat it. I'm just saving your time.
1. Prose. I can't stand Emma's style. Reading Emma might as well have been reading Miss Bates the whole way through. That is, reading rambling, incoherent drivel which makes me wonder, "Why do I care?" But wait, it gets worse. Austen uses archaic constructions forcing 10 words instead of 3. Austen uses elevated diction for little purpose, and while used correctly, it still feels like I'm reading an idiot trying to use a thesaurus to sound "intellectual." Luckily, no one I know writes like that. Thank god.
2. Plot. It's boring. I didn't care. I just tried to get through 471 pages ASAP. It's predictable. Who didn't guess Frank+Jane or Harriet+Robert? I'm quite sure I saw that around 200 pages in. She tries to trick the reader, hehehe, but those were just extraneous words. I'll admit Knightly+Emma was surprising, but that's because they're brother/sister in laws. Doesn't that count for incest? Ugh, too close for comfort though.
3. Characters. I hated them all except the Knightlys. Maybe that's why the plot bored me. I didn't care about the characters, so why should I care about what happens to them? Emma could die of heat stroke, end the book earlier, and I'd be all the happier. Compare this to Pride and Prejudice or Persuasion where I actually cared because the heroine wasn't a pompous, spoiled, immature bonehead, and you'll see why I hated this book. Mrs. Elton signified skim to me, as did Miss Bates, as did Mr. Elton, as did Harriet Smith.
What a waste of time.
1. Prose. I can't stand Emma's style. Reading Emma might as well have been reading Miss Bates the whole way through. That is, reading rambling, incoherent drivel which makes me wonder, "Why do I care?" But wait, it gets worse. Austen uses archaic constructions forcing 10 words instead of 3. Austen uses elevated diction for little purpose, and while used correctly, it still feels like I'm reading an idiot trying to use a thesaurus to sound "intellectual." Luckily, no one I know writes like that. Thank god.
2. Plot. It's boring. I didn't care. I just tried to get through 471 pages ASAP. It's predictable. Who didn't guess Frank+Jane or Harriet+Robert? I'm quite sure I saw that around 200 pages in. She tries to trick the reader, hehehe, but those were just extraneous words. I'll admit Knightly+Emma was surprising, but that's because they're brother/sister in laws. Doesn't that count for incest? Ugh, too close for comfort though.
3. Characters. I hated them all except the Knightlys. Maybe that's why the plot bored me. I didn't care about the characters, so why should I care about what happens to them? Emma could die of heat stroke, end the book earlier, and I'd be all the happier. Compare this to Pride and Prejudice or Persuasion where I actually cared because the heroine wasn't a pompous, spoiled, immature bonehead, and you'll see why I hated this book. Mrs. Elton signified skim to me, as did Miss Bates, as did Mr. Elton, as did Harriet Smith.
What a waste of time.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
The lie and the truth
Sometimes I wonder if I lie to myself enough times, can it become truth? I guess it's best to try it.
It can become truth.
It can become truth.
It can become truth.
...
I'll get back to you on the results.
It can become truth.
It can become truth.
It can become truth.
...
I'll get back to you on the results.
Getting back into the swing
Writing is like Starcraft. It rusts if you don't use it. It's not hard to grind off most of the rust, but it's hard to reach that previous level. A few practice games might make me high D again, but until I start playing everyday, I'm just going to keep losing D+ games at this rate. No matter. Just need to keep practicing.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Re-start
It's August.
Okay. Time to restart this blog. I haven't been keeping up with it. It's not that I forgot about it or that I have nothing to write. I've just been lazy. Forgive me, dear readers. You've all left me now.
So what brought me back? It's not school. Nah, high school couldn't motivate me to write. It's those thoughts swimming in my head as I head to bed every night. I've neglected them long enough. It's time to start putting them on "paper" again.
First thought - I'm out of touch. My sentences suck. I'm verbose. My writing has become coarse. I can't finish a thought.
Second thought - I don't want to read Emma. That's to say I really really really really really don't want to read Emma.
Third thought - It's great to be writing again. Can you believe some people think it's unnatural to like writing? Weird huh. It's also great to re-visit great writing. Here's to you Mr. J.D. Salinger, for your Nine Stories continually influences how I compose.
I'm tired. Goodnight!
Okay. Time to restart this blog. I haven't been keeping up with it. It's not that I forgot about it or that I have nothing to write. I've just been lazy. Forgive me, dear readers. You've all left me now.
So what brought me back? It's not school. Nah, high school couldn't motivate me to write. It's those thoughts swimming in my head as I head to bed every night. I've neglected them long enough. It's time to start putting them on "paper" again.
First thought - I'm out of touch. My sentences suck. I'm verbose. My writing has become coarse. I can't finish a thought.
Second thought - I don't want to read Emma. That's to say I really really really really really don't want to read Emma.
Third thought - It's great to be writing again. Can you believe some people think it's unnatural to like writing? Weird huh. It's also great to re-visit great writing. Here's to you Mr. J.D. Salinger, for your Nine Stories continually influences how I compose.
I'm tired. Goodnight!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Dark Knight Rises > HP7.5
Here's why:
1. Morgan Freeman. BEAT THAT!
2. I'm a selfish being. I get my wisdom teeth pulled the day before HP7.5 comes out. I can't go to any midnight parties/midnight premier. )=<
3. Bane is a badass.
4. Batman Begins and Dark Knight were both spectacular movies. Nolan won't disappoint.
5. Cast of DKR is incredible.
6. Nolan+All Star Cast will blow any HP movie out of the water
7. Most movies made from books have been worse, HP is no exception.
8. HP7 (the book) was relatively crappy compared to the rest of it. (Deathly Hollows felt like BS to me >_>.)
1. Morgan Freeman. BEAT THAT!
2. I'm a selfish being. I get my wisdom teeth pulled the day before HP7.5 comes out. I can't go to any midnight parties/midnight premier. )=<
3. Bane is a badass.
4. Batman Begins and Dark Knight were both spectacular movies. Nolan won't disappoint.
5. Cast of DKR is incredible.
6. Nolan+All Star Cast will blow any HP movie out of the water
7. Most movies made from books have been worse, HP is no exception.
8. HP7 (the book) was relatively crappy compared to the rest of it. (Deathly Hollows felt like BS to me >_>.)
Monday, July 11, 2011
Quotes
From This Side of Paradise, running around in my brain.
" 'Watch my face, gentlemen, for the primitive emotions.'
He tore it open and held the slip up to the light.
'Well?'
'Pink or blue?'...
'Blue as the sky, gentlemen...' "
"If his reaction to his environment could be tabulated, the chart would have appeared like this, beginning with his earliest years:
1. The fundamental Amory
2. Amory plus Beatrice.
3. Amory plus Beatrice plus Minneapolis.
Then St Regis's had pulled him to pieces and started him over again:
4. Amory plus St Regis's
5. Amory plus St Regis's plus Princeton
That had been his nearest approach to success through conformity. The fundamental Amory, idle, imaginative, rebellious, had been nearly snowed under. He had conformed, he had succeeded, but as his imagination was neither satisfied nor grasped by his own success, he had listlessly, half-accidentally chucked the whole thing and become again:
6. The fundamental Amory. "
" ' I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't."
"He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky.
'I know myself,' he cried, 'but that is all.' "
Man that was a good book. Props, Fitzgerald, props.
" 'Watch my face, gentlemen, for the primitive emotions.'
He tore it open and held the slip up to the light.
'Well?'
'Pink or blue?'...
'Blue as the sky, gentlemen...' "
"If his reaction to his environment could be tabulated, the chart would have appeared like this, beginning with his earliest years:
1. The fundamental Amory
2. Amory plus Beatrice.
3. Amory plus Beatrice plus Minneapolis.
Then St Regis's had pulled him to pieces and started him over again:
4. Amory plus St Regis's
5. Amory plus St Regis's plus Princeton
That had been his nearest approach to success through conformity. The fundamental Amory, idle, imaginative, rebellious, had been nearly snowed under. He had conformed, he had succeeded, but as his imagination was neither satisfied nor grasped by his own success, he had listlessly, half-accidentally chucked the whole thing and become again:
6. The fundamental Amory. "
" ' I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't."
"He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky.
'I know myself,' he cried, 'but that is all.' "
Man that was a good book. Props, Fitzgerald, props.
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