How to understand this blog
Ok. So I've had this blog for a while now, but I just realized people somewhat could use a little instruction on how to read it, as it is mostly anarchic. Well, here are a few tips on what the hell this blog is about in the first place. Consider it like a "FAQ" if you may, although no one ACTUALLY asked me anything.
1. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
Ok, so that's a good one. I'm DJ Mums, a female undergrad student in ESL teaching in University Laval. ESL means English as a Second Language. I'm not an actual DJ; it comes from an old inside joke. I suck at anything that has music in it. I speak French as a first language, so that explains the awkward syntax every now and then. I like to think it's somehow cute. This is pretty much the first time I ever "publish" anything publically, if you don't count random writing contests I never won in high school. Unfortunately, as you can see, I'm no famous writer writing crap under a different pen name just for the hell of it. Sorry if this is any disappointment to you.
2. WHAT IS THIS BLOG ANYWAYS AND HOW DO I READ IT?
Ok so I'm trying to mostly write short-short stories that are all related although they seem very anecdotic and pointless. I sort of write them as they come so the order is somehow messed up, and some of them are kind of apart, either because they were written way before, or because I just felt like it. If you actually want them to make some sense, here is a suggested order for reading:
Prospero Never Knew Winter
Sugar, Spice, Snails and Dog Tails
The Sushi Episode
Moonwalking
These are the "original" Urban Occurences. There should also be one before Prospero and another one after Moonwalking. They are still drafts but don't expect them any time soon. Most of the other ones are only rants about how lame love is that finally end up making you realize it isn't that lame after all. My somewhat romantic side I guess.
WHAT IS THIS SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
You don't get the point of the Urban Occurences? It's ok, I'm not too sure about what they mean myself. What I know is that my main message is mostly that the character is not aware of the possibilities that surround her. But eventually, at every occurence, it comes more and more obvious to her that the only limitation she has as a human being is her own inertia. And this simple constatation is enough to make her happy. That's it. You might want to overanalyse them if you wish, I sort of like doing that myself with other people's work. If you do find something tell me so, I would like to be able to explain it better one day.
1. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
Ok, so that's a good one. I'm DJ Mums, a female undergrad student in ESL teaching in University Laval. ESL means English as a Second Language. I'm not an actual DJ; it comes from an old inside joke. I suck at anything that has music in it. I speak French as a first language, so that explains the awkward syntax every now and then. I like to think it's somehow cute. This is pretty much the first time I ever "publish" anything publically, if you don't count random writing contests I never won in high school. Unfortunately, as you can see, I'm no famous writer writing crap under a different pen name just for the hell of it. Sorry if this is any disappointment to you.
2. WHAT IS THIS BLOG ANYWAYS AND HOW DO I READ IT?
Ok so I'm trying to mostly write short-short stories that are all related although they seem very anecdotic and pointless. I sort of write them as they come so the order is somehow messed up, and some of them are kind of apart, either because they were written way before, or because I just felt like it. If you actually want them to make some sense, here is a suggested order for reading:
Prospero Never Knew Winter
Sugar, Spice, Snails and Dog Tails
The Sushi Episode
Moonwalking
These are the "original" Urban Occurences. There should also be one before Prospero and another one after Moonwalking. They are still drafts but don't expect them any time soon. Most of the other ones are only rants about how lame love is that finally end up making you realize it isn't that lame after all. My somewhat romantic side I guess.
WHAT IS THIS SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
You don't get the point of the Urban Occurences? It's ok, I'm not too sure about what they mean myself. What I know is that my main message is mostly that the character is not aware of the possibilities that surround her. But eventually, at every occurence, it comes more and more obvious to her that the only limitation she has as a human being is her own inertia. And this simple constatation is enough to make her happy. That's it. You might want to overanalyse them if you wish, I sort of like doing that myself with other people's work. If you do find something tell me so, I would like to be able to explain it better one day.
posted by DJ Mums at 12:25 p.m.
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