Tonight at 11, at Triple Crown, Senior Year! goes on a road-trip!
Tonight at Tripple Crown!
Riley Soloner, Mitchell Stephen Fesh, Brentt Harshman, and me JZT go on a road trip! An improvised road trip, to celebrate the end of our senior year.
Our pal David Bluvband was supposed to be road tripping with us, but his mom found his report card. She is SO PISSED.
Tonight! Triple Crown! Riley Soloner, Mitchell Stephen Fesh, JZT and me, Brentt Harshman, go on a road trip! An improvised road trip! We are finally getting out of this high school lifestyle. There will be talk about girls! There will be talk about drugs! There will be talk about alcohol! Beaches!
Our pal David Bluvband was supposed to be joining us, but he got in school suspension and his mom is SO PISSED!
Something that I’ve really been trying to exercise in my writing lately is the idea that every word and every sentence should matter. It should all add up to something. Whether it’s in the long-run or the next line, no word should be useless.
It’s hard. It’s hard to write and know exactly what you’re trying to say; none-the-less how to say it in a dynamic way. An economical way. That’s how we should aim to write. We should have the goal of making words matter. Palahniuk talks about a device he refers to as “hidden guns” which, simply put, is just a call-back to something said earlier in the piece that was seemingly unimportant. This is a method to make something matter.
I don’t know the point of this other than just stating and re-stating an idea in writing technique that I’ve been trying to exercise lately. Here’s an example of me exercising this from some unfinished fiction I was writing on the train yesterday.
I'll Never Be As Witty Or Charming As David Duchovny
Last night, I got off my train at my station in Jersey and a [pretty attractive] lady got off. She was talking to the conductor about how she almost missed the stop and I chimed in adding that I was falling asleep and almost missed my stop as well. The train pulled away and she mentioned that she had a horrible blind date and she’d rather have been on a date with a blind person (my honest thought was “there are probably some pretty cool blind people out there”) and I just laughed and walked away.
Ten minutes later I thought of a retort that I didn’t do. Sure, it’s definitely for the best that I didn’t because it’s a creepy thing to reply with, but it’s still something I imagine D-Duch saying to a lady.
"If the person was blind they wouldn’t know that you are attractive."
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I remember in ninth grade, there was a girl named Cecelia who I really liked. I don’t remember much aside from trying to impress her with a story about me going to see TRL and meeting Adam Sandler who was promoting his new animated movie “8 Crazy Nights”. I remember one of her friends who was my little sisters’ babysitter and neighbor telling me all the time that Cecelia liked me. I never believed her because I mean, why would I? Why would an attractive girl have a thing for me, ever? I don’t know the point of this post, really, I’m just in a sad mood.