I'm really excited about running the newly revived Writers Guild for Cepheid Variable (the Sci Fi/Fantasy Club at A&M). I wish I'd gotten involved with Cepheid earlier so they were more familiar with me. It's very hard to get break into the group when I only (thank god) have a year left at A&M. Am I crazy for taking 19 hours? Yes. Will I be more sane when I'm not bogged down in A&M anymore? Yes. Therefore they cancel each other out and make sense. But back to Writers Guild. I hope to get some of the locally-based writers I've met at conventions to come talk or want to hold a workshop in their own town. Everyone at conventions has been so nice and helpful I thought they might be open to the idea. Except I'm an idiot and forgot to attach the syllabus file. Dur. Yes I have a syllabus for next semester. Do you believe me now that I want to be a professor? I'm supposed to write criticism stuff on here too. I haven't had much to write about lately. Hopefully since I'm taking Children's Lit next semester I'll have more to talk about. I'm looking forward to expanding my paper on Wainscott worlds. Which I think could eventually be a book. I need that PhD first. So many goals so far in the future. I have to get through math first.
Sorry if that was ramble-y, I think my apartment has mold that has my allergies set off and I took a lot of allergy medicine this morning. It took effect right in the middle of my math class making me say some really silly things out loud and right now I'm having trouble focusing. Plus I'm dizzy. I'm not supposed to operate any heavy machinery right now either. Does that include my car? Good thing I rode the bus to campus.
Sidenote: I change my terminology about sci fi/fantasy things depending on who I'm around. I become aware of this earlier in this post when I kept calling conventions conferences. Because I tell other people that they're special writing conferences. lol. I think I'll always have that closet nerd mechanism that doesn't want to completely share that side of my life with people. I also tend to tell people that I write fiction. The more general you are the less they actually know. It's something I developed very early in life starting when I would habitually hide fantasy book covers when I was in school. It would probably make a funny creative non-fiction essay. Lola, the closet nerd.
Shit. I need to post this already and go take a nap so I'll quit losing my mind. I've rambled too much. I hope its at least partially coherent. Although I doubt it. The end.
