Thursday, February 16, 2012

I don't know what you are talking about

So, I may have mentioned that I am in multiple reading and writing classes this semester.  As in all of them except for yoga.  No, I am not taking all the reading and writing classes (nor is yoga a writing class), all of the classes I am taking (except for yoga) are reading and writing classes.  One should probably be considered more reading, one more writing, and the third is pretty balanced between reading and writing.  But they all decided to have essays due the same week.  Within a couple days of each other, actually.

I am going to stop, because that isn't what this post was going to be about.  I will save it for posterity, but you may ignore the above paragraph.

I have another essay that was assigned.  I have several weeks to work on it, but it is a heavily researched essay, rather than the light to no research required for the ones that were due this week.

I want to do something fun.  Which is not as difficult as it might sound to some people.  I honestly love writing.  I don't always love academic style writing, but I can get behind it if the topic can hold me.  Hence the need for something fun.  I had initially thought about doing a sort of research project on a book.  Maybe American Gods by Neil Gaiman or The Dark Tower series by Stephen King.  Both would be fascinating topics to delve into the mythology and the lack thereof of America or "The Child Roland to the Dark Tower came" or is it went?  I can't remember now, it has been a while since I read it.  That reminds me, that poem/epic thing is on my kindle and I need to read it.  I don't think it is very long, relatively speaking.  But I got House of Leaves today, and that is going to be my next read.  It got put at the top of the list, replacing Miss Peregrine's House for(of?) Unusual Children.  I find that my stack of "to read" books never gets smaller, and often has the same books in it for along time.  The problem is that I often read from the top, which are the books that I have purchased/collected most recently, instead of reading from the bottom, and getting out the ones that have been there longest.

Anyway, back to the essay topic.  I haven't completely ruled a book out, but because my other two classes are a lit class and a literary analysis class, I think that I shouldn't overwhelm myself with that kind of a project.  Then I thought about maybe doing something along the lines of the merits (or insert some other word there) of speculative fiction.  It sounds vague, but I could narrow it down with some research, I think.

Then I thought about doing a movie.  The first one that popped into my head (probably because I have a stack of his movies on the bookshelf in front of my desk) is some sort of study on the themes of Miyazaki's films (My Neighbor Totoro, Ponyo, Princess Mononoke, Spirited Away, etc.).  It could be fun.  The other movie that could be amazing would be Donnie Darko.  One of the greatest movies ever.

Oh, or an idea that just popped into my head could be some sort of thing about fan fiction and published works, fan fic writers vs "real" authors, and maybe include something about how so many published authors began writing fan fiction, whether it was something that they shared with others, or did simply for themselves.  Also the negative and positive views of publishers, authors, and other fans.  That one could be really interesting, if I wanted to take the time to do it, and would it start to get boring after a while.  Essentially I am  just thinking with my fingers now...

There is a part of me that really wants to write about writing.  Simply because I love meta.

1 comment:

  1. Reading this makes me miss my college days. Really. While it was exhausting at times, I loved those courses where, for whatever reason, I got to stretch my creative muscles. I once wrote a paper for a theology glass comparing a James Taylor song to a passage from the Gospels. And I got an A plus!
    Your reading list sounds much like mine, Rob. Never ending, always increasing. And when I continually re-read old faves, well, there is no hope. But that's what heaven is, right? Endless time to read, and all the books right at hand? No falling asleep in the middle of the best part, of being forced to put the book down to walk the dog? Oh, yeah!

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