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bump because this board is filled with fucking pseuds and nobody actually educated

>>9205294
In my experience people who have any real love for literature avoid high school teacher like the plague
I've thought English language so I could talk about that if you like

>>9205294
I'm a student teacher. It's a lot of work and is very challenging because students grow very slowly. I enjoy it so far, but I do sometimes feel like I'm drowning. I try to write on the side, but don't have much time for that, much less anything else.

My life is sort of boring right now. Teaching is pretty much my main focus, although I try to make time to read and see my family when I can. I'll teach for a few years, but if it doesn't work out, I'm not sure what I'll do.

Any other questions?

>>9205251
Can't even write a good essay? Pathetic...

>>9205256
no, I mean I don't only write for school purposes

>>9205260
I don't either, truthfully, but my output is lopsided. What do you write?

>feminist fedora
no thanks

If it was 1995, fuck yes.

In 2017, fuck no.

>>9205187
depends, are you going to enjoy the book or analyze it as a feminist and declare it a part of the patriarchy?

Why does everyone hate passive writing?

>>9205070
All spooks.

Who decides what everyday English is? My everyday English is full of jargon.

neither, in any practical sense.

>>9205025
Why?

>>9205038

There's not much practical application.

If you just want to spend 8 years in school, studying lit, and avoiding getting a real job then that's fine, but neither are going to do a whole lot for you professionally.

If your goal is to be a writer, you don't need a degree to do that. Most writers don't have degrees.

>>9204845
Nabokov writes nice things, there isn't anything to "get". He's a writer who wants to make you feel something, not think something.

What do you mean by that?

>>9204919
Well said. VN was all about creating a purely aesthetic experience. He considered discussions of things like plot to be beneath him.

Have any better ideas, Einstein?

>>9204830
They are the most important fields for discussions about art and the aesthetic.

>>9204843
Make a new board.

Or /sci/ since it's the more intelligent board.

>>9204648
Mostly. My Masters was focused on rhetoric and composition, and I work grading the TOEFL now.

>>9204648
Yeah I'm a literature professor

>>9204655
What's TOEFL and don't you feel like a cuck grading shit?

The only English dictionary I own is a pocket OED from 1995

>playing games with people
>doing anything with people

>having physical dictionaries in current year
Stop being a pseud.

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I burst out laughing.

"You too, Ray? Yes, you and Larry have changed all right. Only I have remained faithful."

"So that's it? The big secret?"

"That's it."

"I have to say, I don't believe you. You had me going there for a second, but I don't believe you really still believe in Disney."

He looked hurt.

"I went on a pilgrimage", He said, rising out of his usual slouch to stand like an indignant christian martyr before a Roman persecutor.

"To where?"

His dignity send me into another fit of laughter.

"Disneyland," He said defiantly.

"What?"

"Disneyland. I walked the whole way."

He made it sound as if Disneyland. was on some other continent when in fact it was only a few blocks away.

"I don't believe you , Phil."

"I have proof."

"Let's see it."

He took out his wallet and extracted a laminated card. "It's a pass to Disneyland, good for one whole year."

"You must have paid a fortune for it". I took it in my hand and stared at it. It appeared to be exactly what He said it was. "To pay so much for one visit".

"For one visit, yes. But it's a bargain for several times."

"Several times?"

"Many times."

"How many?"

"Every day at first. Now only two or three times a week."

"My God Phil."

"There's a little cafe in Disneyland. They have outdoor tables. I've gone there so often the waiters greet me by my first name".

"That's amazing."

"Even Mickey. Mickey greets me by my first name. You know what a tulpa is Ray?"

"No."

"In Tibet they believe that if you imagine someone, set a place for them at the table, talk to someone as if He was really there, talk to other people about him as if He was real, after a while you'll glimpse that someone out of the corner of your eye. The food on that someone's plate will start to disappear. You'll hear someone breathing at night when you're all alone. Finally one night, out of the shadows a someone will step into the light from the campfire and sit down, and perhaps, perhaps..."

"Yes?"

"He'll speak. Come with me tomorrow. You'll see. Yesterday he was there at the next table. I didn't dare look at him directly."

"The tulpa?"

"Walt"

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was this before or after the airlines lost his head in transit?

>>9204948
lol did that really happen?

>>9204345
OP: ''I'm gonna fucking do it ARGGH!!! FUCK I'M GONNA FUCKING PULL THE TRIGGER''

Bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk!

>>9204405

The fall

You have no obligations to do anything, frogshit.

why should I play a video game when I can masturbate?

>>9204015
why should i masturbate when i can sleep

>>9204002
>Someday I will die
Pretty comforting, desu

>>9204006
But what do you do inbetween?

who gives a shit

Uh....forgot the best one I ever heard.

The punchline is: Well your pussy rotted and you have fruit flies.

A bride-to-be is worried about consummating her marriage on the night of her wedding, as her vagina is substantially wide. Anxious, she goes to her mother and says, "Mother, I love Harry with all of my heart and can not wait to marry him, but I'm deathly afraid of making love given my condition."

The mother smiles and says,

"Oh Harriet, I had the exact same problem when I was marrying your father. I will tell you to do what I did: go down to the butcher, buy some raw liver, and slide it in before you lay together. He will never know the difference."

The next day the couple marries, and that night the bride does as she was told. They make wild, passionate love for eight hours that night, and it is far better than each could have ever imagined.

In the morning, she wakes to find her husband gone and a note left on his pillow. It reads:

"My darling Harriet,

To think that I waited three long years to consummate our loving relationship makes my heart beat so loudly I'm surprised it didn't wake you up. The only reason I am not by your side now, my love, is that I must go to work to make enough money to buy you a house, a garden, a picket fence, so that we may live happily with our future children.

Have no doubt, when the 5 o'clock dinner bell wrings tonight, I will be home like the winged Gossamer of love in your arms, reunited once again.

Your loving husband,
Harry

P.S. Your cunt is in the sink."

Why was the chiken crossing the road silently and without even looking both ways first? because he didnt give a cluck

It was your favorite book of all times. A modern masterpiece.

>>9203923
what? fuck off, tell US what it was like, dicknose. Stop memeing around, I'm legit interested

Post link to pdf or epub