Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Empty Gas Tank
This afternoon went very differently than I thought it would. I had high hopes of sitting down after Survey of Children's Lit. and totally finishing my second draft of this story. Well, that didn't happen. Instead I had a really fun afternoon and got nothing done. I'm pretty ready to be done with this story and start working on some non-fiction. I feel my writing strengths include essay-writing, non-fiction, and, nowadays, AP stories and do not include fiction writing. Anyway, so Jonathan phoned me about 20 minutes after I got back from class and asked if I could come back to campus and take him to get some gas. His gas tank was completely empty and he couldn't get his van started to get to a gas station. So I drove back in to the university and then had to look around to find him. He and Tim had climbed way up in a Hemlock tree. The only reason I found them was that Jonathan started whistling some orchestra piece and I followed the music until I spotted them. Then I gave him a ride to a gas station and back to his van. After that I hung out at his apartment to use his Internet (the wireless at our apartment randomly stops every so often and it hadn't been working when I was there earlier). Then we went to orchestra and I suffered through the three pieces we just started working on for our November concert. Yesterday I decided that I dislike all three pieces. Today I revised my initial judgments and decided that the Smetana overture won't be all that bad. It'll be pretty super fast, but it's quite repetitive, at least the second violin part is, so once I memorize it I'll be fine. I still can't stand the Rachmaninoff symphony and the Prokofiev violin concert though. Anyway, I survived the hour and fifteen minutes. Then I went back over to Jonathan and Tim's and participated in (actually mostly watched) some cleaning activities. Yes, certainly a very different afternoon than I anticipated, but it was good different. Sometimes that can be better than being totally productive and getting a lot of stuff done.
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Whistling... sounds like fun! It reminds me so much of the old Robin Hood movie I used to watch as a kid.
ReplyDeleteI hope you start to like those other pieces, though.
Different is good.
:-)