2 posts tagged “detached”

So yesterday was the Literary Media show.

It's really not very good which is really bad because it means literary spent three thousand dollars on a something that isn't making any money.

Oh, and technical theater was awful.

Hmm.  I saw Spiderman 3 today.  It was pretty good.  A little confusing but still, good.

So, what's been up with me.  What has been up with me?  I'm sad, my friend -one of the few people I became semi-close to this year- left today, because she's an army brat.  But she's not a brat.  My psychiatrist said I'm detached.  Like, sadness is right above my surface.  It's weird but I have a feeling she knows better than I do.  I found out my close friend who goes to a different school knows someone who is in my math class.  Which is fine.  But a little off-setting, I mean can't I know people she doesn't know?  It doesn't matter.

I also realized I never counted myself as a freshman in literary media.  I counted everyone else, but never included myself.  That has to indicate something, I just don't know what.  So there are ten freshmen in literary.  Mr.Williams makes me laugh.  He's so self absorbed while not being self absorbed at all.  He isn't logical like that.  I really learn from him though.

Today was so sleepy.  By lunch time all I wanted to do was go home and sleep.  This could be because I'm afraid the next chapter of my novella is really bad.

Have I mentioned how I got the character who is the center of my novella?

Well, most days my sister and I have to go home on the metro.  One day we were two stops away from our neighborhood and this man came on.  He looked about twenty-five.  He was fairly handsome, not great looking but not unattractive.  He had on a blue suit with a blue and yellow striped tie.  Firstly his tie and his suit matched far to well for him to pick it out.  Oh and he had a suitcase-y bag.

Then I saw his shoes.  They were pretty average looking work shoes.  A little shiny, but fine.  But then I noticed the rubber bottom of the shoes and the actually shoes were detached. 

And that was it.  He was perfect.  He looked like he was trying so hard, with his tie and suit but his shoes inevitably gave him away.  So I created a character based on him.  His name(the character's) is Luke. 

I'm pretty serious about names not being too insane.  I think that the name shouldn't overshadow the person.  The character in itself you should remember, not the name.  Sure Epiphany Blue is pretty but it doesn't do anything.  I find crazy names harder to relate to.  That's just my belief of course.  You could make a point that I come from a family of Margaret, Alice, Nora, Helen, Charles, Susan and Michael. 

But then I would say stop being a stalker.

The title by the way, is something my scary(but awesome) writing teacher said after I told him his shoes were shiny.