Yesterday night, I was writing in my living room. Everything was calm, my mom and dad were watching T.V., my brothers were asleep, my dog was finally quiet!
Yeah, until we received that phone call.
My great grandmother died.
She was 91 years old, she was the most spoiled person I know and everyone loved her. She was sweet and she had a long happy life, and I'm glad she left this world in peace.
Now, the writing.
Let's just say I'm not in the mood :( my grandma and mom are totally torn and nothing gets me more sad than those lovely women's tears, and I was doing some research because I wanted to go to Oxford, to study Creative Writing. I was reading the Introduction and realized that Creative Writing is a Master In Studies. Not and Undergraduate course. Earth to Gabs! Did you seriously thought it was going to be that easy?
I'm just frustrated. Because I've been visiting the Creative Writing page for months, and haven't done a deep research until today. I was just fooling myself. But I really want to study something that has to do with writing.
Because I am a writer, I don't picture myself doing anything else! I just can't.
Back to the writing, for me begins now, guys. It's 21st in Guatemala already, 12:09AM.
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