College Days

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You’ve heard about the novel. You’ve read the short stories. You’ve seen the… whatever you’ve seen; I can’t say for sure. But now you’re probably wondering, what is Gabe doing at college? I’ve asked myself this question many times, and now I’m going to try to answer it for everyone. It’s probably not what everyone’s expecting. I’m an artist. In retrospect, that was probably implied by my stating…

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College Days

You’ve heard about the novel.

You’ve read the short stories.

You’ve seen the… whatever you’ve seen; I can’t say for sure.

But now you’re probably wondering, what is Gabe doing at college? I’ve asked myself this question many times, and now I’m going to try to answer it for everyone. It’s probably not what everyone’s expecting. I’m an artist. In retrospect, that was probably implied by my stating I was a “Fine Arts” major. But yes, I draw, I paint and I sculpt. I can’t do those last two very well at all, but that’s what I’m in school to learn.

Here’s the main issue with the Fine Arts major: there is a great lack of testosterone. This is not because men are unable to sculpt and paint and draw. For some reason, it’s considered a less masculine affair. I’m not sure why this is. Many of the great painters were, in fact, men. Da Vinci was a man. Van Gogh was a man. Salvador Dali was a man. Claud Monet was a man. The Phantom of the Opera was a man.

Admittedly, that last person is fictional, but technically he still invented a ton of stuff.

Fictionally.

But anyhow, there is a lack of testosterone. I’ve noticed it multiple times in the years I’ve been here. I noticed it especially yesterday, when I walked into ceramics class for the first time. Class size? 20. Girls? 19. Guys? Me and the professor.

Upon noticing the situation, the professor walked over to me and pleaded, “Don’t quit! I need some support in this room!”

“Yes, sir!” I replied with intense head nodding.

Speaking of ceramics, did you know that if you put Core 05 Clay in a kiln at 2000 degrees rather than Core 5 Clay, you could straight up melt your ceramics? I didn’t. Also, it turns out you can’t look at a kiln while it’s at its max heat, or you will straight up burn your eyes and permanantly damage your eyesight.

Dangerous stuff, this ceramic business.

Possibly more dangerous than those fencing classes I’m taking. I’m really only taking them so that I can become Inigo Montoya. Hopefully someone does not kill my father, but if they do, I can avenge him.

“Hello, my name is Gabriel Penn. You killed my father. Prepare to die.”

New Year, Same Me

If I’m completely honest I’m not exactly happy about going back. To where, you might ask? Many of you know that I’m a university student. Others, now you know. I’m officially heading back tomorrow. I don’t know how I feel about that. I can’t say that I am excited beyond belief, because I’m not. I can’t say that I’m entirely distressed, because I’m not that either. It’s a confusing time in my…

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Finding your Style

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So, it has happened. I’m slowly beginning to find a style. I mean that in both the sense of life and of writing. I was thinking about this yesterday, as I pulled out some of my favorite pieces of writing that I’ve written in a long, long while. I wondered why I enjoyed writing them so much – those specific ones. I figured it out. It was that they came naturally to me. They were written like I…

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Finding your Style

So, it has happened. I’m slowly beginning to find a style. I mean that in both the sense of life and of writing. I was thinking about this yesterday, as I pulled out some of my favorite pieces of writing that I’ve written in a long, long while. I wondered why I enjoyed writing them so much – those specific ones. I figured it out.

It was that they came naturally to me. They were written like I would write them.

For so long I have tried to be someone else. I tried reading books and modeling my work after successful authors. I watched popular people in my years at college and tried to follow in their footsteps. But it wasn’t working out for me? Why? Because it wasn’t me.

I have found that my best work comes in the close-up. In writing, it’s the intimate, one-on-one moments where I can shine. In life, I enjoy myself best with a group of three to four people, even better one-on-one. So in a way, I didn’t have to find a style at all. I’ve just realized what it already is. And that makes it so much better, and people enjoy it that much better.

Moral of the story: don’t apologize for who you are. That’s all you can really be happy as.

Yup. Emotional and sappy blog. I make those occasionally. I’ll avoid them in later days.

In the Morning

The sun has come to rest;

The day has all but ended.

And laughter speaks of zest

And spring’s last day impended.

Furniture fills the hall

As my hall mates start to clean,

And talk of the next fall

And the year that had just been.

The rooms all look empty

As college boys come and go

And say with somber glee

“See you next semester, bro.”

But while spring’s end can’t be glummer,

In the morning starts the summer.

Stayin’ Alive

I apologize for the lack of fantastic blogs and complete lack of podcasts this month. This is the second-to-last week before finals for my college, so the stress is getting to me a little bit. It’s very hard to be creative when you’re trying to save the entire semester. So I may not be doing as many blogs this next week, or any blogs this next week.

My illustrator and I are kind of in the same…

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Stayin’ Alive

I apologize for the lack of fantastic blogs and complete lack of podcasts this month. This is the second-to-last week before finals for my college, so the stress is getting to me a little bit. It’s very hard to be creative when you’re trying to save the entire semester. So I may not be doing as many blogs this next week, or any blogs this next week.

My illustrator and I are kind of in the same position, although she actually is getting more illustrations out. So you may be seeing a new one pretty soon. I’m pretty excited about that one. But, honestly, I’m more excited about the concept drawings for the different characters. I decided to give her only basic concepts of what the characters looked like so that I can see new faces for the characters instead of the ones I imagined. Not everybody sees the characters the exact same way, and that’s just fine. My reader doesn’t even have to agree with the illustration if they don’t like it. And that’s just fine. Everybody thinking the exact same thing is boring. I’m not a huge fan of boring.

But if you’re having a really hard day today, I’ve got something for you. It’s one of my favorite songs from an anime called Big O. Big O a lot of great songs in its soundtrack, but not all of them have a saxophone. Put some RainyMood in there as well, and you’re golden. Maybe it’s just me that needs RainyMood to hear this, but hey! Who knows? So chill down with some smooth jazz and let your worries pass you by.

For these next two minutes, don’t think about exams. Don’t think about work. Just chill. It’s an awesome thing to do from time to time. 🙂

What a Day

A long ranting blog post today, but it was fun!

What a day.

I say that, but it has barely even started yet. College is slowly winding down, or rather, winding up. There was a great portion of the semester when I thought I was not going to be able to return. That has changed, and I’ll be returning to be doing a lot of things. Obviously one of the main things is simply finishing the book that I’ve been working on for so long. That’s taking up…

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