Settlement

Since that last post is soooo depressing, I decided that I can't let it sit around as my current post for any longer. I'm tired, but I'm not depressed. So instead I'll stick a rant on top! Huzzah for a change!

I have written so much crap! I'm not even kidding. Because of the Sterling Scholar stuff, I've been going through every line of prose that I've saved since the Great Explosion of the Compuker of Death. Some of it actually extends to before the GECD, but those are few. Anyway, the point is that so much of it is so sickeninly crappy. And not all the crappy stuff is old. Example: I just wrote a reaction paper to stuff we did in government and citizenship. Gag me! It's terrible, as far as literary merit goes. But I won't fix it either (by my logic, Rhees can't talk, so he really can't judge if my writing struggles in one essay). There are so many times when I've settled for less than I was capable of. Even with the application essay I wrote recently! The idea was excellent, especially for a late-night idea, but I didn't bother to clean it up. All it really took was one deleted sentence, a few added words, one taken out here and there, and it was ten times better. But I settled. I'm sick of settling! No more settling.

(Says the Cynic in Me: Yeah, that resolution will last until the next deadline. Explications are due soon, aren't they?)
(Says the Realist: Um, Cynic is right. You're gonna be settling on some of the less important scenes. I betcha that if we looked at it, we could even figure out which ones you'll settle on.)
(Says the Optimist: Shushupyourmouths! See if I care! Oh wait, I'm the optimist. Happy day, all!)