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When your muse sings to you
Nov. 27th, 2004 12:34 amYou write. And write. And write.
Random factoid: At one point in my Quiz Bowl career, I could name all nine muses and what what area of the arts they were supposed to inspire. I knew their mother was Mnemosyne. But all I remember now is that Clio is the muse of history because the history department newsletter takes the title of "Clio".
Where was I? Oh, yes, if you recall I randomly decided to write 3,000 to 4,000 words on the most profound ethical dilemma I have ever faced. I wanted to try to win some money off this Elie Wiesel Ethics Contest that needs to be postmarked by Friday, December 3rd.
And you know what? It's really hard to make an essay about ethics interesting without sounding too condescending. I mean, these people did, but they wrote some freaking ridiculous stuff.
But, in my quest to become a better writer, I gave it my best effort. It took some time, but I finally decided to use one of my most influential childhood experiences.
I could always use some help editing help/suggestions. Be warned though, this is definitely not light reading. Also, you may be as harsh or critical as you like as long as you have a point (i.e. saying my writing sucks doesn't work, but saying my writing sucks because of "X, Y, and Z don't make sense" does). Email me at greybeta at livejounal dot com (or whatever forwarding address livejournal set me up with) if you prefer email or if you'd like a word copy.
Also, I don't like the title. It works, but I know it could be better. But I suck at coming up with titles.
( 3200 words on ethics, Vietnam, and Iraq have been cut to save space on your friends page )
Random factoid: At one point in my Quiz Bowl career, I could name all nine muses and what what area of the arts they were supposed to inspire. I knew their mother was Mnemosyne. But all I remember now is that Clio is the muse of history because the history department newsletter takes the title of "Clio".
Where was I? Oh, yes, if you recall I randomly decided to write 3,000 to 4,000 words on the most profound ethical dilemma I have ever faced. I wanted to try to win some money off this Elie Wiesel Ethics Contest that needs to be postmarked by Friday, December 3rd.
And you know what? It's really hard to make an essay about ethics interesting without sounding too condescending. I mean, these people did, but they wrote some freaking ridiculous stuff.
But, in my quest to become a better writer, I gave it my best effort. It took some time, but I finally decided to use one of my most influential childhood experiences.
I could always use some help editing help/suggestions. Be warned though, this is definitely not light reading. Also, you may be as harsh or critical as you like as long as you have a point (i.e. saying my writing sucks doesn't work, but saying my writing sucks because of "X, Y, and Z don't make sense" does). Email me at greybeta at livejounal dot com (or whatever forwarding address livejournal set me up with) if you prefer email or if you'd like a word copy.
Also, I don't like the title. It works, but I know it could be better. But I suck at coming up with titles.
( 3200 words on ethics, Vietnam, and Iraq have been cut to save space on your friends page )
