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ITT: Literature dealing with personal development, or some such nonsense.
"Invictus" by William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
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>go to community college
>mfw there's actually people there taking 1 or 2 courses (3 or 6 credits of a max 15 per semester)
>ask them what it is
>psychology, business, sociology or just "English"
>they ask my courseload
>Calc 2, Linear algebra, Engineering mechanics, English, Advanced french, Engineering programming, Physics with calculus 2, Organic chemistry
>Total: 26 credits with deans permission
i c-cant wait to leave this place
B-berkeley will be different..r-right?
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A problem that I suspect as much as half of the people that visit this board suffer from is that they often wish to be a writer but hardly ever have the desire to write.
The cause of this problem is ambition. You want so much to be like the writers that you admire that you daren't ever write anything down, fearing the discovery that your best writing may not resemble theirs. You can write as much crap as you like on 4chan and elsewhere without this anxiety because in these situations you can always forgive yourself for lack of genius by saying that, "well, it's not like I'm trying my best, it's only 4chan."
This problem applies to many situations in life.
A metaphor that I have seen a writer use before to describe these situations is the metaphor of a man that wants to build a tower. If the man spends all day wondering how high he can build his tower and worrying that it mightbmatch up in height to the towers others have built, well then he'll never get to starting on his tower. You can't squander your care on calculating approximately how good of a writer you may possibly be, else the danger will be that you'll never get started on becoming a writer at all.
An American writer put it, though I can't remember whom, that people from his country so often want to be great writers that they never even manage to be good ones.
The best advice given on this matter comes from Jesus Christ, who said not to plague yourself with thoughts of tomorrow, as tomorrow will have plenty of evil thoughts to deal with itself. You gain nothing by turning the thought of tomorrow, or the thought of being a great writer 'tomorrow', into something that causes you anxiety today. You can't let the thought of the future defeat your present.
Pic is a great writer who probably never had much anxiety because he developed a love of writing at an early age before he developed a love for the vanity of being a "great writer".