Yes, I think it's high time that I posted

It has been a while. The reasons for this are 1. I had (have) a lot of homework and 2. I was writing a novel, which is now finished. Had I been asked while all of this was going on, my reasons would have been 1. I HAVE A LOT OF FUCKING HOMEWORK SHUT UP and 2. I'M WRITING A FUCKING NOVEL SHUT UP. That said, I do have a lot of thoughts to share if I can remember them (I might not... Think Anna think!)

Um, okay, let's see... Well, I was listening to Panic at the Disco the other day, and I realized that they are not as bad as I had previously thought (I went through a period of obsession, then intense music snobbery, then reconciliation). Their newer CD... can't remember the name of it... has lots of cool experimentation and sounds really cool, plus the lyrics are wonderfully bizarre but also applicable. Like "I don't love you I'm just passing the time/ You could love me if I knew how to lie/ But who could love me I am out of my mind/ Throwing a line out to sea/ To see if I can catch a dream" It sounds better in the song, but I can't remember what it's called right now.

Segway into romantic thoughts. I'll be quick. Team Anna's romance started strong early in the season with a respectable homecoming win. But the team's inability to take it any further and follow up the victory, caused by their crippling shyness and awkwardness in the field, has condemned them to a hopeless season.

Wow, these thoughts are not so profound. I had some, I really did! But I forgot them. Well, I guess I have a bunch of thoughts about the novel I just wrote. Truthfully, it's no good. It's simply written too quickly and without enough thought. Just about everything I did with it was for the sake of the word count I needed. Still, I would definitely not say it was a failure, because it was an interesting experiment. I had never written so quickly and so diligently before. I discovered that I can knock out 500 words in one sitting, sometimes even more if I keep myself focused. And there was something really cool about being in a state of constant creation. I thought about my novel constantly, which is good, even if I was just figuring out the logistics of getting my 2k for that day. I finished early, too.

It's weird, though. I usually write so much more methodically. I spend a long time just thinking about what I'm going to write before I write it. Still, the idea is still about half formed when I start writing. And when I do write, I'm very careful about it. I pay close attention to sentence structure and how it all flows on the page. I mean, I write the story, but I make sure it reads well, or at least I try. I did the exact opposite with the novel. I had no ideas, I just made it up as I went along, writing as quickly as I could and paying absolutely no heed to the structure and flow of it.

I also used description a lot more, though it came out a little lopsided and awkward because I'm not used to describing things in detail at all. Really I'm just not good at it, for some reason I'm bad at finding the words to associate with the pictures in my head. I can usually come up with a detail or two, which is nice and helps bring in some symbolism. But I think I'm also vague because I don't actually like much description. As a reader, I mean. When I'm reading something that describes everything in excruciating detail, I have trouble pulling it all together and picturing it. I much prefer a quick sketch of things, with only important details mentioned. Of course, sometimes I don't even do that. I don't know, maybe it's the whole midwestern thing. Too polite. I don't want to force anything on people, I guess I sort of want them to feel that it's their story somehow, and not mine.