Another Broken Avenue

I hate how I find myself to be at my most creative whenever I should be working on something else. Like right now, I should be working on my analysis of the heroic attributes in Beowulf and "Dream of the Rood" but instead find myself working on other writing that will most certainly get me nowhere in life. Unlike college papers, which are supposed to get me good grades and then a degree which then is supposed to result in a career.

But I would rather spend my time writing what I like to write. Stuff that I know will never be read but that I love to write about, because like my favorite author's novels and good music, writing keeps me sane. It helps me get out everything I feel in a way that I find acceptable, since I hate being over emotional. Because I can take something I'm feeling and make a character feel that way but in situation completely unlike my own, a unique event in time, a different place, a place I'd rather be, a place I never want to go, a character I can't relate to beyond a single emotion, a character that is more me than I'd like to admit...It's all just so freeing.

"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia."

-E.L. Doctorow