In case you were wondering, the writing course is going very well so far, I like it a lot, so I guess it’s time to get my list of procrastinationable items in some kind of order.
- Weekly assignment for humor-writing course—done. (By THURSDAY. And it’s not due till next MONDAY. Amazing, yes?) Check.
- Participated in an online discussion of this week’s topic, which was “Point and Pointlessness.” Since I am an expert in the second half of that equation, it was a fascinating topic for me. (16 in the class, with only four of us participating in this = a pretty nice discussion, with everyone getting a chance to speak.) Done.
- Completed critiques of four other classmates’ offerings. (This is the most dangerous, terrifying writing I’ve ever done. I want to be kind, hoping my classmates will return the favor when it is my work that is being scrutinized.) Check.
- Have started outlining what I will submit when it is my turn to go into the “Booth.” This is what I was referring to when I mentioned that we have to critique each others’ writing. They call it the booth because you are in sort of an “isolation chamber”—and not allowed to answer any of the criticism or try to explain your piece in any way. Your writing must speak for itself. If classmates don’t get it—it’s you, not them. Of course, it helps if they are “It-Getters.” Also hoping my being gentle will pay off for me.) Status—Started.
- Annoying monthly church newsletter. Done. Time to think about becoming an atheist. Again.
- Attempting to clean this disaster of a house—Not even started due to my paralyzing fear of all the fanged dust bunnies lying in wait for me. They Are Everywhere.
So it seems I even have time to post here. True confession: this blog has at some times been a repository for all those gems that McSweeney has, in the past, rejected. A dumping ground, I guess is what you could call it. (I wouldn’t call it that.) Anyway, I thought I might post a few of the things I am writing for the class. But if you think I will post the critiques from my instructor—don’t hold your breath!
I’ve written enough here today. Next time: Get ready for some leftovers! You like leftovers, don’t you?