Saturday, 31 December 2011

Do you want to be a Master?

...of Arts that is.  I'm currently on the fence about this whole furthering my education business.

I have always loved school: I got to learn interesting things, spend time with people I would not have otherwise met, and being a good student came fairly easy. But now that I'm finishing my BA and seriously looking at what the future may hold, I am wondering - will an MA in English get me any farther?  Will a Creative Writing degree make me a better writer or put me into an even more rigid box of thinking?  What does God have in store for me?  It's all a big mystery.  I have so much on the go where I am right now, leaving for two years would be incredibly difficult.

So yes, I'm on the fence.

But I did learn, in Canada, for a MA in Creative Writing, one must go to UBC, or the U of C and write the English MA thesis as a Creative piece. Hmmm...

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

time for Tesseracts


  [tes-uh-rakt]  Show IPA
the generalization of a cube to four dimensions.

or, EDGE Publishing's series of anthologies focused on publishing sci-fi/ fantasy works by Canadian authours.  This year, their theme is "Parnassus Unbound", encouraging writers to incorporate cultural references (from art, literature, and music) as integral parts of their work.

Thursday, 22 December 2011

book swap

My sister invited me to swap books with her over the next little while: we're both looking to read more in the new year, and I'm looking forward to reading material that I may not have otherwise picked up!

How about you? What are you reading?

Monday, 12 December 2011

it's been a while...

to be honest, i've become rather disillusioned with all this Englishiness: i don't read for fun anymore. writing is a chore.  i've written six essays in four months, and they no longer have a purpose - writing has become economical, because once it gets a mark it expires.  nothing made to last...and due to some friends who are freer-thinking than i, i have been corrupted. no longer can i remain in a system which teaches me to consider texts from angles and not do the same to it and everything around it.  revolutionary jargon.  it scares me.  i've long wanted to break out of something, but have been too good of a student to do so.

i'm ready to be done this degree and move onto something - though, this too is frightening. i have a bit of a cushion now though - my friend and i are starting a theatre company. it's going to be great it's going to be great it's going to be great, in the words of tigger.  he's writing a steampunk play to kick it off, i've got a one act on the go...still, there's a page missing somewhere...