Again, I start with an apology to my friends and acquaintances (the few and many of it all) that I havent blogged in such a long time. Truth is, there's not a whole lot happening, and I don't want to turn into the blogger who goes "And today...my one sock went missing."
(Before you start mewling, I know..im already there, but trying to redeem myself)
For the umpteenth time, I have been reprimanded by our own little Editor of Doom (how ironic when you consider his last post) that I havent been on any of your blogs in ages and therefore have no right to actually ask how the person is doing. I have TO GO READ how he's doing.
Now for the main course. If youre really bored, read this , a handy couple of guides to live by. All supplied by the nice demented humourists in the world.
We have a Creative Writing module in Afrikaans, and as much as I love giving myself early arthritis on the ole computer, the lecturer is peeving me off like only sleep deprivation and lack of intelligence can.
We had to hand in a poem about some fast food place. When she returned our pieces, she commented on how absolutely lame and uninteresting we all were and that she was not amused at all. Well , Marlene van Niekerk, you can go sit on a bloody cactus.
So for next week we have to write another one and read it aloud in class, so that we can withstand the wonderful hurricane that is peer reviewing. No doubt they will slag my effort off much like you skin an old cow before tossing it into a meat processor to become Enterprise Viennas.
Im sorry, but in my experience you cannot say that "someone's writing is shite".
You can say that it lacks linguistic integrity or that you did not like it.
But just because it doesnt have you rolling around on your kitchen floor doesnt mean that its bad.
*sigh*
