You know, it's weird. This whole semester has been one long litany of lasts, and as my Carnegie Mellon career winds down its denouement, I've spent a lot of time reflecting.
Gotcha! I don't think I could reflect if you glued a mirror to my face.
But seriously, this being the last spring break and all, I'm trying to spend it as constructively as possible. That's right, I will attempt to get most of my senior thesis project, Nytethorn, done over the course of this week. The trick is mental focus and somehow locking down the rest of my computer's functionality aside from word processors. Writers of olden times think THEY had it tough, at least their typewriters didn't have Minesweeper.
And of course, there's the work I have due for when I get back, assignments that I believe are supposed to approximate midterms. (Well, one of them literally is a midterm.)
1) Write a new short story/screenplay for my fiction class. What to write about? A cool title popped into my head the other day: The Jackal Man. I don't know what it'd be about, but I really want hang onto that title. From a classically trained creative writing student's perspective, I think a title such as that can be classified as badass.
2) Do the Beatles class midterm. There's a motley assortment of questions, ranging from re-ordering the songs on an album (thoughtfully, of course) to naming Beatles songs that get put up on the course website. Not too challenging, but enough of a time investment that I think it deserves its spot on this list.
3) A paper explaining one of the philosophical arguments for God. I have to boil down voluminous tractates on proof that God exists to a handful of pages, 12 pt, Times New Roman.
4) Write a piece of flash fiction. Turns out that means super-short stories, not stories about periodic bursts of intense luminescence like I first thought. (Haw. If I made that joke in my fiction class, I'd probably get stabbed.) I'm already pretty awful at writing short stories, with none of that space to flesh out a world or characters; how will I be able to pull this off?
Maybe I'll write something like Life of a Matchstick. Ooooh, artsy. And better yet, an ACTUAL flash can be involved. How much are you blog-readers willing to egg me on to do that? I will seriously post the teacher's comments if you do.
So yeah, I've got more than enough on my plate to keep me busy. And somewhere in there, I plan to squeeze in job-hunting, recreational chilling, and some delightful hours of SLEEP.
Here's to my last spring break. I'll miss her awful.