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A story I'm working on-Tom (Part One) (868 hits)

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Submitted by AnotherStupidUsername (View user info) at 2004-08-10 13:02:26 EDT


You see, the problem with writing, or my problem rather, is that you squirm and strain and sit in front of a blank screen with a blinking cursor, trying desperately to coordinate your thoughts into a tangible rant, story, whatever. Feeling rather satisfied, you begin to write, and then, whether by some unknown force or a whirlwind of thought, you begin to go off on a tangent only to be so far gone by the time you realize it that your original thought isn't even presented with the original force you intended, and failure and discouragement sets in. You feel frustration, and you turn off your computer, run to the corner of your dinky apartment and sit in your favorite chair, take a few rips from the hookah, and vow you will wait until tomorrow to write, that your tired and need some TV and a beer, repeat as necessary. Naturally, tomorrow brings the same frustration, that same-jumbled thoughts, the same end result. Again, these are the problems I face.
Today, the outcome was slightly different. In the mail, a letter changed that I can only describe as life changing, at least in the context of my pathetic existence. I sat in my corner chair as always, puffed away slowly, and read its contents:

Dear Tom,

Before I began, I must induce the proper manner of formality and introduce myself, although had it been up to me, this letter would sit either in the trash, or better yet, not even been considered, none the less resting in your hand, as it probably is right now. My name is Professor Sal Underwood, of the prestige' Eton college. After viewing [and laughing, may I be so rude as to add] some of the applications you have sent us, you became quite infamous around our offices, even attracting the attention of the Dean, and the English department. Whether out of pity, or as I suspect social and political reasons, the dean and English board have agreed to allow your admission, with further examination following the end of your first semester. However, due to my outrage of the matter, they have agreed to come to a certain terms. You MUST submit a 500-1500 word essay no later then 30 days following the arrival of this letter. Also Tom, let me warn you, this essay will face heavy critique, as our school is among the best English schools in the WORLD. I would say good luck, but honestly, I pray daily for your failure.

Sincerely,

Sal Underwood Leader of the Board, English Department.

Below this paragraph were a bunch of things for proper format, spacing, subjects, and multiple other garbage that I was convinced that was put there to waste space, so naturally, I skimmed it, set it down on my reading table, and packed up the hookah once again. Before I took my first hit though, I stopped and thought a bit more about the situation I was in. Here I was, useless, disgusting, Tom, with not a shred of motivation, given the chance to actually do something, for I had given up all notion or thought of school, having been rejected countless times. You see I knew I could write, or at least I liked to fool myself into thinking I could. I knew potential was in fact there, the problem was no one ever even gave me a chance. Pretty much my whole life was spiraling downhill just because I was a punk little kid in high school who never would of thought that my life could be so affected before I even had a chance to understand it, life that is. So after high school, after dabbling around fooling myself into happiness with community college, I had called it quits. I got a shitty job, a shitty apartment, and settled into obscurity, becoming content to just smoke drink and fuck my way through life. I had sent out a few last applications before deciding, one of them being Eton.

I smiled, then took a hit, walked over to my computer, and pressed the power button. Today was going to be a different day....

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Submitted by AnotherStupidUsername (user info) at 2004-08-12 06:23:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

dude, alot of times teachers have absolutely NO clue what they are talking about.

Submitted by gibberish (user info) at 2004-08-12 01:11:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Sorry to clog up your post but theres one more thing for me to add. The letter he gets made me laugh hysterically. Thats the sort of thing I'm going to get when I apply. The only compliments I get on my art are from Uber, my art teachers usually said something along the lines of "Pay attention you untalented waste of air and STOP DRAWING CARTOONS!!!"

Submitted by AnotherStupidUsername (user info) at 2004-08-12 01:10:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

sounds good gibberish, ditto with the MS paint. Refreshing to see something new and exciting. I'll be posting more from this story in the next few days.

Submitted by gibberish (user info) at 2004-08-12 01:01:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Keep writing like this and you'll get your chance.

I realised it was just a story after I hit the 'rank' button. No sleep really messes with your brain. Can't wait to see more of your stuff. It's always refreshing to read something really good now and again on this site.


Check out Filthys stuff sometime. My favorite is "And the grin said".

Submitted by AnotherStupidUsername (user info) at 2004-08-12 00:51:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

thanks gibberish but its just a story, I would LOVE to actually have a chance like this...

Submitted by gibberish (user info) at 2004-08-12 00:47:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Strangely enough, I was thinking along these same lines earlier-- about not being about to properly convey your thoughts in writing. That's one of the reasons I draw. Easier for me to express a feeling with a cat than a keyboard.

...and if this piece is any indication of your writing skills, don't worry about it, you'll get in no problem.

Submitted by gibberish (user info) at 2004-08-12 00:41:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Submitted by FilthyAssistant (user info) at 2004-08-10 16:04:19 (#)
Ranking: 2

I really liked this - it's a little bit different.


Submitted by heater (user info) at 2004-08-10 17:30:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Let's see what a little Heat will do for this post.

Submitted by FilthyAssistant (user info) at 2004-08-10 16:04:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I really liked this - it's a little bit different.

Submitted by AnotherStupidUsername (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:47:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:25:22 (#)
Ranking: 0

You guys are fucktards. There's more than just one guy named Tom in the world, you know.
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thanks, and to clear it up, it has no relation to ubersite Tom.

Submitted by heater (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:41:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

3 reviews, eh?

Some Heat might change that!!!

Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:25:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

You guys are fucktards. There's more than just one guy named Tom in the world, you know.

Submitted by I_Have_a_Kristen_Fetish (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:12:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

Bleh, I didn't write this dross.

Submitted by AlahAckbar (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:07:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

This confuses me....

I'm not sure if this is fetish, trying to stab at tom for not "having a life" or "being a faliure" or if it is tom writing something under a new user name, or if it is the reincarantion of squatail.......

AH! my brain hurts.

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