Instructors Becoming Sedentary

Often times during an academic semester students and instructors get burned out and need a break from this, but usually it isn’t a month into the semester. I am having such a problem with my creative writing instructor this semester. He seems to never do anything. If assignments are supposed to be due on a Sunday, then it is nice to get the instructions for the assignment before Friday night. Presently I am waiting for an assignment for the first poem of the semester, but it doesn’t seem to be happening. This issue has been occurring since the 2nd week of the semester. He claims to always be “behind” and “busy”, but no real explanation as to why. He teaches 2 live Expository Writing courses, an online Argument Based Research course, and then online sections of Creative Writing 1 and Creative Writing 2. I would believe that an English instructor would be able to keep up with that load.
In addition to the slackassness in Creative Writing, my astronomy instructor is not keeping the online assignments up to date with the lectures, which is disturbing when I leave a lecture and would really like to use the website to evaluate my understanding of the material.
With Drawing II, we seem to have stalled on Chinese calligraphy. I like to be as internationally informed as anyone else, but spending 2 weeks on Chinese calligraphy doesn’t seem to be getting us anywhere. The course has been running longer than any of the others, but I feel like the least accomplished has been in this course. I want to move on and do bigger things. The instructor seems to be running the combined sections of drawing 1 and drawing 2 as just as drawing 1 course, which irritates me slightly since I registered for drawing 2 to be able to move on to more advanced materials and techniques, not stagnate on line formation for 4 weeks.

Creative Wrting Kicking My Ass

During my first semester of Creative Writing, I felt a great energy behind my writing, one which doesn’t seem to exist right now. Maybe it is the absence of the literary high I got from reading the techniques of Robert Olen Butler, as he showed how to obtain the power to extract with great accuracy the contents of the sub-conscious (the white-hot core) and place them on the page. I don’t remember enough of the sensation of diving deep in the core to be able to recreate it, especially not for the type of writing exercises that I am having to perform this semester. Starting the semester with fiction is like dropping me on my head, I don’t know which way is up anymore. Poetry has always been my forte, and something that I found myself to be good at. I can integrate my thoughts into those of others and expand their worlds of fantasy, but I can’t seem to create my own world. I have had many ideas for this first chapter of a novel project which I am currently struggling with, but too many of them seem cliche (some might say “Classic”). I want to be original, but there doesn’t seem to be a world I am interested enough in to bring creativity to it. When I finally lock on to an idea, I find something wrong with it, something I don’t like and I move my creativity into searching for other ideas. Three years ago, I redefined what I am. I defied everything that I had set up for myself and everything that everyone thought I was. I was not an externally creative individual. I functioned more like an I.T. borg drone. Without end-users to support, this didn’t go very far, although, the technical is still where most of my energy and creativity lies. With my visual arts I can combine interests, I can put line into vessels, and I can put vessels into line, but somehow, writing about ceramics doesn’t seem to bring me to very much interest. Writing code and writing fiction are very similar, they are both creative works that are mostly theoretical, and almost never work on the first try, even though that first failed try is required before you can ever begin to hope to see a working final product. If I have my own fantasy world, it is likely digital in nature, and probably has a Matrix like quality, but that has been done before, and no one seemed to like it. Perhaps I could enter that fantasy world and bring something new and interesting to it. Currently I am working on a “safe” novel idea, which I don’t think will go very far, but should at least be a nice enough exercise to get me going.
On a related note, I am a bit puzzled by the way I feel toward GITI’s Document Manager functionality currently. I have been told by another person that the module seems lacking and doesn’t seem as though it would be good for the creative process. It presently looks like this: http://images.cmkularski.net/blog/Doc.PNG. I go between thoughts on this myself. Sometimes I look at it and think it is too cluttered and consider making it more “paper-like” and having it accessible outside of the primary GITI interface, to reduce the level of distraction, but then there are times when it would be nice for it to be more friendly, prettier and not as sterile. The two ideas aren’t mutually exclusive, so I could do both, but there are still concerns over changing what is for something that could potentially be better, or worse.

The writing proccess?

After working on my novel outline that I was having difficulty with for several hours over the weekend, I finally submitted it, but I have just determined that it completely sucks, and as a result I am going to write a new outline and try to create a more interesting story with better characters and perhaps give myself something to work with for the rest of the semester. I now know why every time I was given the option in Creative Writing 1 to pick between 12 poems or 1 short story, I picked the poems. I am a poet! Novels aren’t my thing, but I’m going to give it a shot and try to make it good. Since I have to submit a manuscript to a publisher at the end of the semester, I really don’t want to create something weak and embarrassing. I have considered doing the novel as either a historical or future situation. I am more likely to pick future, since I am more comfortable with a future character changing than I am with anything changing in the modern or historical perspectives.

Welcome to the Universe

My Astronomy course started yesterday and so far I’m excited. The course structure and the text book are based on Carl Sagan’s “Cosmos“. Before yesterday, I had heard of Sagan’s work, but I’ve never seen “Cosmos”. For the first class we watched the first episode of “Cosmos”. We were supposed to review the syllabus, but due to a printing failure at the campus print shop, we won’t have that until Thursday. Also, on Thursday I have to go for an “Online Lab Orientation”, to learn how to use a web-based learning environment for the lab portion of the course.
I have always had an interest in astronomy, but have never had the time to learn the basics of it myself, outside of my constant obsession with NOVA. The instructor seems to be very enthusiastic about the course, but several members of the class seems like they are just in the course to fulfill a general education requirement. I am looking forward to the lab that starts on Thursday.

Facing Challenges in Creative Writing II

I am presently faced with one of the most intellectually difficult assignments I have ever had to take on. I have to create a plan for a novel. First of all, my writing process doesn’t know what “plan” is. I have always written stories from start to finish, following the action of my characters in my head and putting it on paper. For a novel I feel like I am not mentally prepared. At present I have only a few ideas for even the basic concept of the novel, certainly not enough to begin thinking in term of rising and falling actions, major and minor conflicts and changes in the characters.
With all of this in mind, I am reminded that it is very simple to write a good story. Take a look at this short horror story: “The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock upon the door.” It says so much, but yet is so simple to construct.
I guess if anyone needs me I will be in the study constructing my manuscript. If anyone knows of a good Whale writing diagram template for Visio, please forward it along to me.

Distance From Myself and Those Around Me

I have posted a lot of entries on this blog since I began in August 2004. Some entries have been deep insights into the deepest points of my emotions, while others have been just examples of things I have found funny, or interesting. Recently my blog has become more of a show-and-tell of my life. I post pictures and title the entries, not much else to it. I have left a lot of holes in the information and turned my blog into more of a portfolio, that isn’t what it is supposed to be.
At some point I became uncomfortable with myself and unable to let my thoughts and feelings become written word. I have been taking art classes in varying forms for the last 2 years, but yet, I haven’t been that expressive. I am currently taking Creative Writing 2 and Drawing 2, two of the most expressive classes I think I could attempt. I am going to try to share some of my work this semester, as well as provide what I feel about it.
It snowed here last night, and I stopped to watch it. I opened the big curtain at the back door and looked out, turning on the flood light to watch the snow glisten as it fell. Someone closed my curtain and I became a bit angry, I don’t like when people stop me from watching things that I enjoy. I could photograph, draw or write vivid descriptions about the snow, but nothing would provide the same emotion as seeing it for yourself and feeling what a snowy day feels like.

A British Tar Is A Soaring Soul

This song has been stuck in my head for the past few hours and it won’t seem to leave.

A British tar is a soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,
His energetic fist should be ready to resist
A dictatorial word.
His nose should should pant,
and his lip should curl,
His cheeks should flame,
and his brow should furl,
His bosom should heave,
and his heart should glow,
And his fist be ever ready
for a knock-down blow…
His nose should pant and his lip should curl,
His cheeks should flame and his brow should furl,
His bosom should heave and his heart should glow,
And his fist be ever ready for a knock-down blow.
His eyes should flash with an inborn fire,
His brow with scorn be wrung;
He never should bow down to a domineering frown,
Or the tang of a tyrant tongue.
His foot should stamp,
and his throat should growl,
His hair should twirl,
and his face should scowl,
His eyes should flash,
and his breast protrude,
And this should be his costomary attitude.
His foot should stamp, and his throat should growl,
His hair should twirl, and his face should scowl;
His eyes should flash, and his breast protrude,
And this should be his customary attitude,
His attitude,
His attitude,
His attitude!
-A British Tar Is A Soaring Soul, H.M.S. Pinafore