7:30p.m.
I’m
sitting here at my desk in a dark room just staring at the bright computer
screen. “What type of essay am I going to write about,” I say to myself. I have
an essay due in a couple of hours and I’m really stressing out. I had a lot of
time to write this essay but being the “responsible” person I am, I decided to
do it last minute. Dang! I’m going to die. I don’t know what to do!
8:00p.m.
I
finally decided what type of essay I want to write about. I’m going to do a
flash fiction. I typed my name, date, and period on the computer. As I was
getting ready to type my flash fiction essay, I stopped and realized something.
I sighed and said, “Great, now I don’t know what to write about.” Again, I am feeling
really stressed out. I’m not really good at writing essays or coming up with
creative writing. I got up and walked to the kitchen to get some food, since my
stomach wouldn’t stop growling like a dog with rabies. After that, I sat back
down at my desk and I then decided to take a little break from all of this
writing stuff. I turned on the TV hoping to get at least some kind of
inspiration to help me write my fictional story.
9:15p.m.
After
the “little” break, I felt a bit relaxed, but also a bit disappointed because I
didn’t get any inspiration from watching TV. All of a sudden, my eyes started
to feel heavy. “NO! I cant be tired, I have to finish this flash fiction
essay,” I said as I try to shake off the sleep. “I’m so tired though, all I
want to do I right now is sleep. Maybe if I close my eyes for like 5 minutes
I’d feel better...”
….
When
I woke up, I was a bit confused. I was in the middle of a white space. I looked
around everywhere and saw nothing but white. “Hello?” my voiced echoed really
loud. “Where am I?” I started to walk around trying to find something in the
blank room. As I walked around the room I started thinking about my flash
fiction essay. “What am I going to do?” I said hopelessly. I gave up and sat
down on the blank floor and started to cry. “Why are you crying my dear?” I
looked up shocked and saw an aged woman with a funky hat smiling down at me. I
quickly stood up and tried to keep my distance from her. “Who are you?” I
asked. “I am Lidia and I am here to help you, why were you crying?” I told her
about my situation with my flash fiction essay and she told me she could help
me. She took out a wand and took us to a castle. “This is your castle. Now
create your own story about owning a castle…”
11p.m.
I suddenly woke up and started
typing my essay.
This is definitely something I would do. A stream of consciousness about writing an essay that your were writing. Then to make it fictional you threw in a fairy godmother, creative genius at its finest.
ReplyDeleteThis makes me laugh because this is exactly my logic sometimes when i am writing an essay. great job, very creative idea!
ReplyDeleteThis was very funny because this relates to me so much. I always procrastinate when I don't know what to write. This was a very unique and interesting piece. -Benjamin Chong
ReplyDeleteUnique essay. I found it quite hilarious because i would go through the same process while writing an essay. This was surprisingly creative when you supposedly had a dream and then woke up to write a story on your dream. Waking up in a blank white place was also creative because it made me think that it was your canvas to create what you want
ReplyDeleteProcrastination at its finest. Your piece is honestly so relatable and entertaining, I couldn't stop laughing while reading this as images popped up in my head from all the essays I waited until the last few hours to write.I really enjoyed your piece and the structure was perfect for giving the reader a time frame and the anxiety that follows as the hours near the due date. Great job!
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Your story was extremely relatable and I couldn't help laughing throughout the whole piece as I remembered a time I did something so similar. The fact that your flash fiction was about writing a flash fiction essay added humor to the overall work. I also thought the way you incorporated the dream into the story as the "solution" to your writer's block was clever. Good job, I enjoyed the read!
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ReplyDeleteI was supposed to sleep at eight, but somehow managed to stay awake 'til now ruminating over college apps and other slings and arrows outrageous fortune throws at our happy little Seniors. My brain is barely functional and I'm listening to 17th century Italian organ music cranked up to the top volume to be distracted enough to keep myself awake, yet I must muster out some rather constructive and probably somewhat laudatory commentary on your excellent submission to our little blog.
Well, I must say no more (and my tired pink blob also is physically incapable of producing more coherent word-string-things) but Procrastinators unite! If only any other theme was as relatable and universal to our long-suffering AP (Advanced Procrastination) students.
And if only I had a my own Lindia/fairy-godmother/muse/free-inspiration-distributing-unicorn!
Very unique, best describes how some people feel when it comes to writing essays or papers. The way we procrastinate and try and not get it done until the last minute. Also how some people minds work when they procrastinate for too long and cant think of anything to write about.
ReplyDeleteI really like this. It was really relate able with a description of what I think almost every person goes through when they have to write a paper, but with a cute little twist of inspiration at the end.
ReplyDeleteI thoroughly enjoyed your essay! The fact that your writing implemented procrastination correlates to why my comment for your flash fiction has this time stamp. Your story was also very creative and fun to read, I knew it was going to be fantastic from the start!
ReplyDeleteThis is something I think we all do. Procrastination gets the best of us at all times even when we have the most time. I enjoyed how you gave us a piece of your perspective at a different times. This was well written and I enjoyed reading it!
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