(Write One.) More! [06 Jul 2008|02:23pm] [ music | Tom Waits ] More that I found from W. Civ. Disclaimer: it's long as FUCK. ( Dante's Inferno ) Merited an A-. I wrote a lot of political propaganda for W. Civ because I know Bill and Judy well, and knew that they would respond well to it. Which they did. Divinely comedic, Allie.

(Write One.) [06 Jul 2008|01:55pm] I found some pieces in my old Western Civ binder. ( Candide, chapter 31 ) Yeahhhhhhh. It was long to type up. But read it. You probably won't understand it if you haven't read Candide, in terms of the ridiculous-ness of everything that happens butttttt.....it's good stuff anyway. Satirically, Allie.

(Read 5. |Write One.) Writer's block. [09 May 2008|12:56am] [ music | Tom Waits' Ol 55 ] I want to be inspired by the mundane things that happen in my life. I suppose that the point of something being mundane is that it is not inherently inspiring; and yet, there are people who can write effortlessly about something so everyday you barely even give it a second though. I'd like to think I'm technically a good writer. When I have something to write about (whether it be compulsory or by my own choice), I'm pretty confident that I have the ability to organize words in a way that clearly (even eloquently, perhaps?) articulates my point. I know almost everything there is to know about grammar, and properly demonstrate my skill. But I rarely have my own inspiration; and who ever really benefited from being able to write good analytical papers? I think that is the difference between a writer and an artist. A writer knows how to write; they may even be artistic with their writing. But an artist can see art in anything and write about it artistically.

(Write One.) Musings... [04 May 2008|08:08pm] I posted this in a note on facebook but since I could only tag 30 people in it, and I'm also quite proud of the writing in it, I'm posting it here, opening it up to everyone; read, ponder, comment. Rinse, and repeat. ( A Change is Gonna Come ) With summer approaching and me having some free time, I hope to do some more writing. While I love doing what I love 24/7 [music], I miss the satisfaction of creation [my only form of creativity is in the themed mix CDs that I make for people]. So you might be hearing more from me in the next few months. I certainly hope, for my own sake, that you will. I miss writing a lot. Pensively, Allie.

(Write One.) [16 Jun 2007|07:49pm] This one did relatively well! Although the class thought the character was a douchebag, and I model her after stuff I actually do. But whatever. Cause it would have gotten an A if I hadn't passed it in about a week and a half late. Oh well. I'm still quite proud of it. Please read! ( Writing Tickets ) Comments? Criticism? Advice? Douchily, Allie.

(Read 1. |Write One.) more creativity [02 May 2007|03:57pm] [ music | 311's evolution ] Okay, here's the one we workshopped in class yesterday. ( it has no title ) I was really surprised at the class's response to it. They really liked it! I thought that if I had been reading it as someone else's work, I would have been annoyed with it because there's no particular conflict and no climax and whatever. But that's okay! I'm not complaining. Even Alex Isakov, who has something to say about EVERYONE's piece (annoying criticisms, usually...like "you spelled blah blah blah wrong" or whatever) didn't say anything, and then after class he was like "I really liked your piece..." and I was waiting for a "...but..." and so he was like "No, I thought it was perfect!" Um. Okay. That's fine with me. Fantastically, Allie.

(Write One.) [01 May 2007|11:22pm] [ music | 311's jackolantern's weat ] This is what I wrote for my first short story that was due in creative writing. I literally wrote it at eleven o'clock the night before it was due and, personally, felt it very trite. However, I think it showcases my writing style quite well. And a collection of writing isn't a collection unless it includes everything. ( The Bridge ) I am aware of the fact that I have already used the name Evie. I like the name, kay? Bridget, I hope you're okay with the fact that I used your name. It doesn't have anything to do with you. When I write I try to use names that don't sound pretensious or trite in my head, and Bridget was one of them. Bridgely, Allie.

(Write One.) [01 May 2007|11:18pm] [ music | 311's applied science ] The prompt was to write. So I wrote this: ( random writing ) Unprompted...ly, Allie.

(Read 3. |Write One.) [13 Mar 2007|11:05pm] [ music | twenty-thousand seconds ] Wrote this tonight, inspired by W.B. Yeats' The Second Coming. It's for Creative Writing. ( The Second Coming ) I don't know. I just wrote it and thought I'd post it. Do you like it? Poetically, Allie.

(Write One.) [13 Feb 2007|11:54pm] [ music | death cab ] Also! One more from Creative writing. It's really no good, the assignment was to write a Prose Poem. Well, I have no idea what that is. This is what came out. ( creative numero dos ) Yea, I want to go to music school. So what. This really isn't any good but again there is no point in calling this a collection of writing if it isn't all of my writing. Poetically [NOT], Allie.

(Write One.) [13 Feb 2007|11:04pm] [ music | Dave Matthews (Jimi Thing) ] Yes, it has been since the last time I posted that I've actually written anything. I've tried in vain. My hand is just not what it used to be. Anyway, I wrote this poem in creative writing today. We read a poem by Billy Collins about Smokey the Bear, and our prompt was "corrupting childhood icons." I used an idea I've been toying with for quite a while now, so it was cool to have an occasion to use it. ( Claus ) Thoughts? Comments? Criticism? Corruptively, Allie.

(Read 4. |Write One.) Hmm. College. [10 Oct 2006|02:46pm] [ music | decemberists (i got their new CD for le b-dizzle!) ] I say ix-nay on the other college essay because it was a) long. b) crap [in my opinion]. c) not unique enough. I drank a Diet Rock Star at 9:30 last night (ba-a-ad idea) and couldn't sleep until 2 o'clock. So, to pass the time, I wrote this essay. I had been thinking a lot about writing it and hadn't gotten around to it. So I did it when I had nothing else to do. ( Music of the Heart ) Double-spaced, pt. 12 font, Times New Roman, it is only a page-and-a-half (whereas the other one was 11.5 font, 1.5 spaced, two-and-a-half pages). Also, Ms. Ricker said it is brilliant. I wanted to know what you guys think, though. Now I have a violin lesson. Musically, Allie.

(Read 14. |Write One.) [23 Sep 2006|01:02pm] [ mood | Collegey. ] [ music | jack johnson ] So this is a little something I wrote the other night as a possible college application essay. I didn't realize until I typed it up how FREAKING LONG it is! ( Dear Vassar. Take me. Love, Allie. ) So I changed a little bit of the actual events because they would have convoluted the story even more and made it longer............................... But yea. Tell me what you think. Comments? Criticisms? What do you think I can omit? Thanks in advance loves Collegey, Allie.

(Write One.) More fiction! [27 Jul 2006|03:01pm] [ music | mummy is practicing le piano ] So I wrote some more fiction. It kinda sucks. But the theme of the piece is what I was getting at. ( [Untitled] ) Okay so things I need to do: learn to write effectively using a tense other than the present and a person other than the first. Good luck me! Anyway, obviously none of this is true. I never had a summer relationship with a guy named Jason. The idea compelling me to write this was true but in terms of things that are true in the piece it is entirely fictional. The idea is mostly just about pretending to be someone you're not because you can. Having a clean slate, I guess. It was a little bit motivated by the fact that I was friends with a sort of sleazy Jason (you might call him a "Playa") at camp and I never really planned to reveal anything about my recent past [I think you probably know what I mean when I say that...] to him. (As we became closer I realized that he's not as sleazy as he seemed the first time I met him and he is just Jason which I suppose explains a lot if you know him.) Honestly, I'm not fishing for compliments when I say it's not good at all. I wrote it because of what it meant and I posted it because what's the point in having a collection of writing if it's not a collection of all of it? And I felt I needed some closure. So yea. Missed you guys but I miss camp a ton. Ironically, I also miss Jason (and all of that crowd) a ton. And someone else specific...:P Nostalgically, Allie.

(Read 2. |Write One.) Most Recent [22 Jun 2006|10:51am] [ mood | Fictional ] [ music | jack johnson's the sharing song ] Okay. Here is what I do with my time when I should be studying and practicing and exercising and cleaning and anything else that is productive. I think out of everything I've ever written I'm most proud of this. But I haven't written much. Actually, that's a lie. I'm most proud of my canto for Dante's Inferno. I haven't posted that yet. I will, all in good time my friends. Anyway. Here is ( Don't Stop Dancing. Enjoy. ) Reason I'm so proud of it is because it's my first real fiction/creative piece, disregarding the thousands of documents on my old harddrive from 5th grade/younger. (I wrote a lot as a kid. Everything inspired a story to me. I've long since lost that knack.) Anyway, most of it isn't fiction anyway. It's just set in a fictitious place. A dream world, if I may. Not the situation, though...the YEAR ROUND YOUTH ORCHESTRA?? An orchestra that is GOOD?? Okay yes I am dreaming. And of course some parts are obviously ripped off from NEMC. All white concert dress fo' example. Playing outside, fo' example. Sitting on steps, fo' example (I'm on stage crew so I don't have to sit in the audience and listen...Livi and I usually sit on the steps out back of the Bowl). Feedback? ya??? Kthxbai. Fictitiously, Allie.

(Read 4. |Write One.) Just another tasty treat from the gang at w. civ english!!! [14 Jun 2006|07:02pm] It's been forever since I've updated. I've been trying to write something new, something inspirational, something fantastic but...........................................there's nothing there. I have, however, got a few tasty treats for you still, and I'll try not to post them all at once because I literally only have a few left. Anyway, I wrote this for Western Civ English as a modern version of Sophocles' Electra. And if you know me, which you do, you can imagine the basis that I used for this. It's called ( Electra on Wisteria Lane ) The above is proof that I should never, EVER write dialogue. There is, in fact, a good reason that I don't. Uninspiredly, Allie.

(Write One.) The Pants [28 Mar 2006|06:01pm] [ mood | predatory ] [ music | *NSYNC's That's When I'll Stop Loving You. Yes, I'm cool. ] Remember those fantastic green cargo pants I bought last year on Fish's birthday? Remember how I never wear them anymore? Remember how that's kinda sad? Well, they shrank. This is a piece I wrote last spring after they shrank. It's okay. Not my best work, but whatever. aren't my titles original? haha. ( The Pants ) I miss the Pants. I actually still have them, because I'm still to sentimentally attached to them to let anyone else have them. Plus, I do want to make shorts or a skirt out of them....but actually, I just want them to be wonderful pants again. While I'm dreaming, I'd like a million bucks, and a pony. And a boyfriend. Sentimentally, Allie. PS-I'm not actually feeling predatory. I just wanted to put an interesting mood icon up.

[26 Mar 2006|06:19pm] [ mood | pensive ] This was one of my thought-gathering sessions after Laramie Cast Party. I am disabling comments because I know there are things that I left out. Like how blatantly horrible I was to someone I love. And...you know, things I don't remember. So, enjoy, I guess, but don't be too harsh in your judgments of me because I know........well, I know that I'm no saint. Far from it, pretty much. But anyway, here it is. You can't comment. And don't comment about this on other entries, please. That's defeating the purpose. ( 'Wasted' ) Laramily, Allie.

(Read 5. |Write One.) Superlatives [12 Mar 2006|03:29pm] I think, with some tweaking, this could be a decent piece of personal writing. Unfortunately for you, I'm too lazy to tweak it. So live with it. PS-it sucks right now. Here is ( Superlatives. ) Super lame. I wrote it back in the day before I learned to write well. Suck it. Lamely, Allie.

(Read 4. |Write One.) [05 Mar 2006|03:33pm] This is an old one. I wrote it long before I was in Memoirs last year, thinking that I might use it in the class. I never did because I ended up telling the story during the Question of the Day in class ("Tell us a story about a scar you have or describe a near death experience you've had"). So here it is. It doesn't have a title. Want to come up with one? ( [Untitled] ) Um...it doesn't really have a point, other than to tell the story. And the ending was lame. It could use some major tweakage. But other than that I guess it's okay? Non scio. Tweakagely, Allie. PS-this is the third piece I've posted today. You better freaking read them ALL and post comments too.

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