Tuesday, March 27, 2007

The Future

Wow, I really appreciate everyone's comments. Through fasting and prayer, and after thinking about what everyone has said, it really feels like writing is the way I should go. I just feel like I belong there. Class time is my fun time. I come home and I feel like I've arrived at work. My blood gets pumping when I try to figure out what motivates a character, or when I make some connection between two works. Like today in class, we were talking about how Walter Lee from Raisin in the Sun is so much like Willy Loman from Death of a Salesman, and how both their lives have been consumed by the searching for the american dream (or their own mixed-up versions of it), and I felt on top of the world. I'm getting goosebumps typing this right now.
I love literature. I absolutely love it. But it is a big scary world out there. There are literally millions of writers, and I am just going to be one of them. But one in a million isn't necessarily a dime a dozen. Wish me luck.

Friday, March 23, 2007

Law or Creative Writing?

I am trying to decide what I want to do with my life. I have only two possible options (this is exaggerated for effect) : I can either go to Law school, be a lawyer, make money and make a difference in this world, or I can go do a graduate program in creative writing, have a lot of fun, not get a job, not make money and have fewer prospects than when I began.
I've been praying about it a lot. I am really trying to work close with Heavenly Father to know what I am supposed to do, and you know what? It feels like he wants me to go do Creative Writing. So I think, You can't get a job that way! But then I think about it and I pray and I think, Man, I sure wish I could be a writer for the rest of my life. So I don't know. I am very excited about general conference coming up. I am sure to get a better idea after listening to the lord's messengers for two days.
We are going to miss the preisthood session because Tasha works until 5:30 on Saturday, and so we're going to drive to Utah after that so we can go to the Sunday morning session. I am so excited. I'll get to watch three of the five sessions, and one of them in the conference center. I am so happy.
So I will listen to the apostles, especially Elder Oaks who was a judge in the Utah Supreme court. He knows a thing or two about law.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

The Perfect Fit
By Steven Hopkins

Your friend’s jacket you carry
That fits you just right
Is what you will wear
Six months from now
After you have met somebody new,
And that friend
Is a hundred miles in your past.

The baggy sweatshirt
You borrow from your new friend
Will still cover your goose bumps
When you move
To a new town
Where you hope people
Will finally understand you.

For now,
You reminisce of last August
As your hair flips in and out of a bus window
And you draw a jagged circle
On the knee of a pair of jeans
Someone lent to you
Two winters ago
That you have walked to just the right length.