Thu, 19 Oct 2006 01:08:21 GMT

My sophomore year in high school I took the only creative writing class my school offers. My teacher, Miss Pennyman, still reads my work. She’s told me that out of any number of poems she could pick mine out. I feel that a lot of my writing now is refining that voice, struggling to stand out to any reader and not just Miss Pennyman. What I think lets me stand out is my themes and tones. I write what I know, a statement I hold dear is: “Writers must exorcise their ghosts, The demons that haunt their psyches, They must drive them out.” My ghosts are religion, salvation, the feminine divine, beauty versus the beauty standard, and the downtrodden woman. Consequently my tone is often scorned with a touch of vengeance or distraught with a dash of cynicism. I want to explore these themes more in depth and as each issue comes up. I write what I know and feel and the more I live the deeper my writing becomes and the more attached to it I grow. To me, my ideas aren’t entirely radical and are exceptionally relevant to any audience, but especially to women. I want to speak to a large audience and show the righteous anger of a woman scorned and the shaky faith of the postmodern world. I want to reveal the struggle between the couture and the counterculture, I want to speak out about everything I’ve seen and everything I’ve felt. My ideas are my life, undeniably intertwined. Everything I feel I feel intensely and that passion bleeds into my work with the written word. My ideas may not speak to everyone but I’m sure I have the Catholic schoolgirl contingent down, working on the feminists and fashionistas. My concepts and ideas are ever evolving, as am I. The more I write the more themes are pulled and woven in.
I look forward to learning at Columbia because I feel that I need the art school atmosphere, but I never gave enough time to the visual arts. I can never be an ‘art student’ but I need the passion that comes along with the atmosphere. For the past three years I’ve attended a very prestigious and intense high school. The pressure for excellence is unbelievable and I can’t question my classmates’ drive and ambition. However, I feel that I’m at a stage where it’s no longer enough that you have passion for who you want to be. I need to be around people who have passion that comes from who they are.

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 21:35:39 GMT

This is my makeup community Journal.
So no fun stuff.
see me at: eponine_scarlet

Smudgey