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It’s all too much.

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Over Christmas I had two portfolios of writing to complete along with two essays for university. Now, I don’t mind writing a story here and there but I ended up having to write about seven stories and six poems. Over a short space of time that is a lot of writing. Needless to say, I really struggled. I ended up handing in this as one of my poems:

Writer’s block

Creatively drained – I’ve written and written and written and now my head is sore and empty. The blank page before me is craving doodles and words, but I have none left to give. Past pieces of paper have stolen them all away like burglars of ideas. Oh Facebook, calling out to me, I so wish to play your games, why are you trying to distract me? But the assignment’s due are glaring down at me like I’m a prisoner left with only one choice and that one choice is: to write.

And the lecturer hated it!

Stop calling me lazy!!!

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So I guess as anyone would realise a massive part of taking a writing based university course is a heck of a lot of reading. Sat in bed this morning with a story I have to read up on my laptop and my mum comes into my room shouting about how I’m lazy and disgusting and spend all day lounging around. Shouting about how I’m just sat watching TV shows… Well I’m definitely reading a book and not listening to an audio book so there is no sound at all and I definitely watch TV shows with the volume ON. 

I told her, no, I’m reading for university and next I get a massive rant about how she bets I have the perfect life just sat on my ass all day, yet since I’ve been born I have never once seen a book in her hand and she always tells me she doesn’t enjoy reading, so how she thinks it’s the ‘perfect life’ I have no idea. 

I tell her maybe she should try it sometime if she thinks sitting down and reading set books for hours on end is any kind of fun at all. Thought that would shut her up but instead she tells me that I should quit university and get a ‘real job’ and stop complaining. Well, I wasn’t complaining until she came into my room and made it perfectly clear she had a problem!

I have now stopped doing any form of reading and tidied my whole room. I bet she still won’t be happy though. Next she will have a go at me for not focusing on my university course!

I failed poetry

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I have always been more for writing novels and short stories, but when I am feeling down I focus on writing poetry. I always considered my poems to be of a good quality, but apparently I was wrong, because I gave in my poetry portfolio to university and failed!
An example of one of the poems is:

Lost

I lay down on the pavement,

The streetlights blind my eyes,

I don’t know where to look –

I’m running out of lies.

I don’t know who to turn to,

Where to go,

Or what to do,

Shelter’s not an option,

Though my lips are turning blue.

The pavement’s hard beneath me –

And stones stick in my skin.

Stars are shining brightly,

Although the moonlight’s only dim.

But a shadow’s getting closer,

So I shut my eyes and groan,

The man kneels down beside me,

Whispers – “we miss you, please come home!”

Now although the lecturer thought that my attention to detail was good, apparently the rhyme and rhythm is ‘childlike.’ So I am rewriting my portfolio hoping to pass second time around!