Unfortunately, the fiction workshop I am taking this semester is slowly becoming a second “Personal Fitness Online” course. I am getting little to nothing out of. It seems like every assignment we have jumps to great parameters (write 2-3 pages, write 350 words, write five lines of dialogue, etc). Now, this is not so much the professor’s fault as my fellow students. I am going to go on a limb here and say my writing is of different taste, seeing as half the class thinks Harry Potter and Twilight are works of Literary Merit. I would argue otherwise, more that they are entertainment-based novels. No problem with that, except that I write with a high mound of substance. I don’t waste words. I don’t want to. If you can say it in five words, say it in five words. This leads to a lot of unsubstantial criticism when people read and I end up getting reviews like, “There was a high amount of emotion throughout. However, I sometimes felt as though I had to re-read sections, especially the one about (character) and (character), which felt convoluted.” (This was almost word for word.) This doesn’t help at all. If you had to re-read something, I can’t really understand where the emotion comes from, and from the misunderstanding, I can’t understand where else it was confusing. Granted, I delete unnecessary words sometimes, such as “the,” “and,” “as,” etc., where I can. But the other thing is that I usually have to wait, and wait, and wait until I finally get a response (mind you, this course is online), which is basically a childish attempt at being professional. If you are confused by “word choice,” say “word choice.” If you are confused by “dialogue,” say “dialogue.” The only person passive-aggressive behavior helps is is the passive-aggressor. Now, I am not giving up on the work. The professor is great. I think he’s a genius. Some of the class doesn’t take him seriously. Einstein must have felt that way too one time or another. Little victories. Little victories.