November 2, 2009
Day 1!
Written a day late. Yesterday, I just got back from the batizado (sort of like a capoeira convention), and didn’t get much time to actually write down anything. I did get about 6000 words, but that’s about it; considering how much I’m writing this month, that’s still 10K behind. I’ve got to get to 30k by the end of this day, and my writing speed isn’t all that great at the moment.
I’ve decided that I want to do something about capoeira, so my first story is an un-outlined story about a capoeirista:
Every step takes me further from my house. One of my sanctuaries. Every step, closer to my own personal prison.
School.
Oh, I know what you’re thinking. “School”. Yeah, whatever, I’m just another emo teenager who doesn’t know the way of the world, who’s getting all wound up by something as totally inconsequental as school. Even high school. But, let me ask, if you’re forced into a situation that you didn’t like, and you couldn’t do anything about it, but you want to bitch about it, you would, right? Say you’ve been reassigned to the night shift for the next four years. That’s when your friends all go out and party, when your wife or husband is home, and you want to spend time with them, right? Not at work. And you sleep during the day, so it’s not like you can get together for lunch or anything like that.
School is like that. Except the people at night shift are jerks, and make you do more work, and you’re not even getting paid.
You remember what school is like now, right? So, yeah, I might be another little emo kid, but, remember, there are little emo kids in all of us that bitch and complain
to people we don’t even care about, about people who bother us far more than they should be really allowed to.
There’s not a whole lot of capoeira stuff right now, just setting things up. I’ll be back with more things for the November 2nd entry.
