On english class today

Ok, I lied, I'm not going to say a whole lot about the class today except that I somehow forgot that the final draft for our annotated bibliography was due today but I did get it turned in before the 5 pm deadline. *cheers* Go me! Thankfully it wasn't that hard to revise and then print another copy. However I most assuredly do not like climbing four flights of stairs to get to the English dept. Not fun that was.

 Little blurb from an essay we read today in class that I found hilariously amusing and decided other people needed to know about as I know most who pay attention to me are writers in some form or another and also hear those little voices in your head mocking every piece you ever wrote. Written by Anne Lamott and found in a Reader for Writers.

This is what a therapist told her to do to when she mentioned the little voices in her head.

" Close your eyes and get quiet for a minute, until the chatter starts up. Then isolate one of the voices and imagine the person speaking as a mouse.Pick it up by the tail and drop it into a mason jar. Then isolate another voice, pick it up by the tail and drop it into the jar. And so. Drop in any high-maintenance parental untis, drop in any contractors, lawyers, colleagues, children, anyone who is whining in your head. Then put the lid on, and watch all these mouse people clawing at the glass, jabbering away, trying to make you feel like shit because you won't do what they want - won't give them more money, won't be more successfull, won't see them more often. Then imagine that there is a volume-control button on the bottle. Turn it all the way up for a minute, and listen to the stream of angry, neglected, guilt-mongering voices. Then turn it all the way down and watches the frantic mice lunge at the glass, trying to get to you. Leave it down and get back to your shitty first draft. A writer friend suggests opening the jar and shooting them all in the head. But I think he's a little angry, and I'm sure nothing like this ould occur to you. "

Alright absolutely was going to burst out lauhing when I read this in class but did manage to keep it to a couple of low chuckles. I found the mouse bit rather amusing and trust me with the rest of her essay it fit quite well. Now if only I was productive with my essay that is due on Wed. rather than typing down bits of funny thigns I find.