This post is a little late as I’ve returned to school for a whole week already. However, it’s without question that school is the most important thing in my life –after all, my entire profession does depend on my grades.
The pressure, studying for exams, forgetting which classes I have next and standing awkwardly beside another class’s door for ten minutes (heh); it’s all back. But this time, I am more prepared for the stress which will, surely, attack at the end of the term. Therefore, I am doing something that isn’t groundbreaking for humanity, but is for me: I am studying along with the school.
It’s one of those epiphanies which are extremely late. This is hardly a eureka situation for most people. But as for me, I believe I am a genius for thinking up this idea (I obviously have an exceedingly horrific judge of intelligence). And so far, in the second week since the holidays, I am going strong with frequent study.
As for other aspects of my life, this is what my timetable looks like: study and watch anime. Really, that’s about it. I’ve recently been reintroduced into the vivid life of cartoon animation and have fallen madly in love.
This exists a symbol of my utter adoration:
Two entire weeks living on anime? I didn’t realise it got that far. xD (Although it’s nowhere near as bad as my “One month and something-days” on television shows)
Recently, I’ve found anime and television to be more entertaining than books. I need to create a new “taste,” as my current one –young adult coming of age stories– are proving quite weak. In the last one I read, the book literally began with, “Hi, my name is ____ and I am ____ years old.” How somebody didn’t notice the dreadful beginning (no editor, agent, publisher or even the writer themselves) is mind-blowing.
On another note, my writing has been going well. I woke up last Monday (8th of July, I believe) and found my ongoing novel, Violet Ink, featured on the MissLiterati homepage. It has disappeared before I took a screenshot, but it made me extremely happy.
My current goal on Camp NaNoWriMo is 20,000 words, although I already had 10,000 penned before the event began. Currently halfway through my goal, and am optimistic about reaching it –if I ever do. I used to be a Type-A personality type when it came to writing; now I am a B.
Writing is no longer my life anymore; perhaps this is the biggest change of all since I last posted. It was a lovely hobby which developed into a serious form of therapy, yet I find I am no longer bound to literature as I once was.
It makes me feel happier. I no longer need to write in order to feel at ease. But I always have it on the side, something just on the corner of my subconscious, for when I next find another aspect of Tessa’s story to tell.