Everything's Eventual

I think that was a title of one of Stephen King's short stories. Never read it though.

Amazing how every time I have a paper to write I end up writing blog posts instead. Three years of university and I can safely say I hate writing papers. The research is cool, the subject matter is interesting, applying it in a coherent, proper MLA/Chicago style paper just irritates me. I usually can only get out about 200 words before I get distracted and take a 20 minute break. That's on a good day. You can see why I love fiction writing so much. I'm able to write stuff I'm interested in and have FUN writing and all the rules can be broken.

Not that determining whether a text is a Western Gothic, Canadian Gothic or an another genre alltogether isn't interesting. I just feel like tearing a text to itty-bitty pieces destroys the whole point of literature in the first place.

I have to admit, aside from Literary Theory, Canadian Literature has been my favourite English class (this doesn't count Fiction Writing...I'm counting that as a writing class, not English literature). This may have to do with the utter dullness of my other English subjects. I did learn in poetry that rice paper books are edible, drinking liqueur with silver in it won't hurt you, Tim Horton's french vanilla coffee is delicious, love is like a red red rose and seamen ovulate in boats on the sea. Also, sometimes a wheelbarrow is just a wheelbarrow.

OH! Let's get back on topic to WMRR...I haven't made much progress. In fact, I took a step backwards! In order to save my laptop from dying an early(ish) death, I had to reinstall windows. I didn't back up the most recent copy of WMRR. I only lost about 200 words, but I also lost my Microsoft Office cds. I AM using Open Office...but I feel I need an excuse.

Okay, now I'm just procrastinating.

OH LOOK A VIDEO!

Dividing by Zero