Yesterday was the start of AU's Summer Journalism Boot Camp. I have class Monday through Friday from 9-5. My social life is officially dead, and all I want to do after class is sleep. Also, I've been instructed to keep a blog recording my life at Boot Camp. Therefore, I may slack a bit here. But I write too much anyway, and maybe it'll be good for me to write about something other than the end of the world, not knowing what to do with my life, and men, for once.
Driving down 95 to the Outer Banks. Summer time and tunes like these make life better, or at least, they make life okay for a moment.
Recently I've been thinking about some personality traits that make some good writers: a dash of cynicism, ridiculous humor, and the crazier the better.
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