Sunday, September 25, 2011

Saturday, September 24, 2011

My little brother is a beast.

Can your little brother unicycle? I didn't think so. Click on the thingy to get to his youtube channel.

http://www.youtube.com/user/skatedonthate88

Jealous? So am I.

(If you really want to learn to ride stop by the Twin Cities Unicycle Club.)

Geeez.....(my reaction to the JC laws)

The laws remind me of two siblings standing across the room from eachother, and one of them constantly saying, "So and so is breathing on me!......So and so flicked a booger at me!" And the law about the militia? If someone is willing to give their life up in the fight for America, shouldn't people encourage them instead of pushing them to the side? I thought that the law about publishing articles related to equality was sadly funny. Sooo, the founding fathers were wrong and deserve to be in jail? Honestly, it is really hard to make such an ugly topic funny. I give up.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Free writing!

A blog about anything? But that's so, so, non-schoolish.? How do I even start? I know! A free write. I guess I'm already doing it. Oh. O.k. Crap, I stopped. Thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, I saw a comic in the newspaper today. It was the garfield one. John was writing a blog that was so boring that garfield, the computer, and the dog fell asleep. That's the kind of blog that I'm writing right now. Oh! I know, over the weekend. This weekend I earned twenty bucks babysitting, I took a six hour long PSAT/SAT course, and I helped work a book exchange at a fundraiser. The fundraiser was outside, and everyone was afraid that it was going to rain and the books would get wet. Thank goodness it didn't. Thinking, thinking about dogs. My golden retriever Jessie is curled up under my desk right now. She makes a lovely rug. Oh! After the PSAT/SAT course, I went on a motorcycle ride with my dad. I love motorcycle rides. They make you feel like you are a part of the landscape, instead of just an observer. Every gust of wind whips your head around, you lean into curves, you listen to the mixed sounds of every engine on the road, and if it's cold outside, you actually feel cold. Cars are so, boring. When you drive around in a car it's like being inside of a climate controlled storage unit. Oh, whoops! I didn't exactly do a ten minute freewrite, it was more like a twenty minute write, and I mentally edited. Man, I was just getting to a good part, too. Stupid timer.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

why I write...

I write, obviously, because this class requires it. Outside of class, I write because I feel like it. I feel like writing once in a blue moon whenever I think about something noteworthy. I believe that the freewrite in class the other day was note worthy (or just the highlighted sections), so here it is:

"It's fryday, fryday! (music note) Is a music note considered writing? I suck at freewriting. The freewriting instructions were amazing. I loved how it said "reeling in the line of words", or something like that,because it seems like you are fishing for fish in your subconscious when you write. The ocean of your subconscious. Maybe free writing is like dreaming, where random memories are triggered by other memories, and then they all come to the surface like dominoes in a line, one by one, and some mashed together. That was too many commas, OH NO! I was editing a free write! Shame on me, stupid schooling. Oh, now I don't know how to keep going, it feels stupid talking about nothing. I know, there was an awesome video yesterday that was so funny it made me laugh and cry at the same time. I have to start watching the Daily Show. I was going to say something important here, oh yes, it is annoying that I don't have a telepathic pen that can write my thoughts as I think them because my writing usually can't keep up with my thinking, and then I forget, and then I'm screwed. My wrist cracks every time I twist it. It is wierd, I should have some doctor person look into that."

The highlighted sections are somewhat random, but they fit into my explanation of why I write. I am usually motivated to write when I am daydreaming and I stumble upon some unique thought. I feel like those thoughts should be written down as you think them, because they are easily lost in an ocean of daydreams. The longer you wait to write them down, words start to slip back into your subconscious. I do not write because I feel that I have a unique and insightful voice that everyone should listen to, I write because I think that it's cool when everything flows together. I write because writing helps me learn more about myself.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

About Sherman Alexie

His writing style is immaculate. His story is unrelatable. It will be hard to model my writing style based on his, because I do not have a concrete event that changed the whole course of my life.

hello

I'm Kaitlin.