As I sit watching Saturday Night Live, I’m also working on my next short story, Old Sid, a short story about a fictional urban legend at Ohio State University. I plan on narrating this story in the fashion of The Virgin Suicides (which means my narrator is a bunch of people talking as one without naming themselves), and I plan for the story to get progressively darker and twisted while keeping the short story within twenty pages, or five-thousand words, as we prefer to think.
I told my Creative Writing teacher about the idea behind me story, and he really enjoyed it. I hope to have it done within a week, even though it’s not due till mid-February. Still, I think I might enjoy this one. At the very least, it’ll be a challenge to write. After all, I’m not used to first person, and this is a very unique form of first person. Well, let’s see what I come up with, okay? I’ll let you know what happens when I finish the short story.
Oh, and guess what? I’ll be doing my famous SNL reviews later tonight. Can’t stop it, there’s Jennifer Laurence, Adam Levine, and Beiber. That last one I probably won’t like, but it’ll be a boost in my stats, no matter what I think of Beib’s performance.



