First I apologize to those who pass in these parts for not writing for more than two months \u0026lt;. \u0026lt;I did not do it on purpose, that is ... I did not want too much, here XD & rsquo ; From now on I'll set a serious, oh.
Anyway, what say? It was a good time. Full of satisfaction, personal or not, the largest of which was surely get a third international poetry competition. I do not speak much of the premium received, or the subsequent publication of my work in a text collection, talking about what this experience has left me inside.
The poem I had written more than two years ago, in a very short time, and is something that I've always been particularly concerned. So I want so absurd, and having found that my sincere attachment "has come to those who then had to read me proud and given an incredible joy.
But the biggest thing, the best thing was to know someone closer than that to which I devoted my poetry. See his emotion, so listening to her thanks heard - and to me absurd, since it was I wanted to thank you - I was excited to levels unimaginable. Talk to this person was the best moment of the whole day was a meeting that has enriched me and enabled me to dissolve the inevitable embarrassment - I was the only "newbie" to this, all other participants, in addition to having many more years than I had even behind bodied curricula. I had only one of my first place finish in a competition organized by unimportant xD my high school, which frankly I had not even had the courage to report -. So after a little over a month from this wonderful experience, an emotional THANKS to all those who allowed such a thing happen to me.
... Which is weird. Until a few years ago I thought I absolutely refused to write poems. I have always considered a "writer" of prose, which is still the kind who still represents me better and I prefer. However, for some time, I discovered that poetry is more congenial to me O__O Maybe because when I write any prose text I tend to be a terrific long-winded, but sometimes when I happen to throw down some verses seem to me to be able to say whatever I want to say a few words, and it gratifies me XD Yeah, I mean, allow me a poem to communicate feelings and emotions without going and allows me to focus on individual images without worrying too much about making them understandable to the reader. The poem, in my opinion, is more subject to interpretation of the reader, than a story. Everyone can find what they want inside. And since I love writing things cryptic XD, this explains my love for the genre. But basically I still feel a "writer" of prose, and I doubt there will ever be able to change something in this.
For the rest all goes as it should do, I follow university courses that I like very much - except Geography, regardless of the fact that the prof is an idiot and we will be in three thousand in a classroom too O__O small and flood risk. I'm not joking. Once the teacher came and announced that if it rains there is a risk that everything is flooded and otherwise we would not have another classroom. And be '-, and everything is fine on the personal front. And I am anxiously awaiting the birth of the son of my cousin *___* I'm really looking forward to the end of April.
Ah, one last thing: I finally published my first fanfiction on the web - yes, now you can pass out -. entitled Snow Can Wait, is a Ash / Misty and is a history to which I would like very much. In case you want to read it, you can find it here at Pokémon LoveRainbow otherwise here at EFP.
That's all. Until next time!
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