Jode’s going back to school, that’s what Jode is doing next.
Well, back to the Open University to be more precise. You may or may not know that I’ve been underpinning my writing ambitions by doing some OU courses over the last year.
Creative Writing
I completed an introductory course for An Introduction To The Arts, as well as Creative Writing: Getting Started.
I’m now on to the big hitters – the 60pointers, as they are called, as they form 60 points each course towards my English degree.
The two courses I’m doing are Creative Writing… and… Beginners’ Italian.
Ok, the writing one speaks for itself, but… Italian?
I love Italian. I love the country, I love the lifestyle, the history, the football, the women (of course) and one day – for a writerly ambition – I would love to own a little villa sat on a hill overlooking the sea while I write my next bestseller. There’s no harm in ambitions is there? And we all know that I have had many, and completed all but one of them so far!! (finishing The Book, that is)
Beginners' Italian
So, between 9am and 2pm every day (and most evenings) I will be studying a language, perfecting my art/writing, as well as churning out more pages for the criminally unloved Book.
Stay tuned.
Alla salute!!
You go with your bad self! Once I am done with this rediculous education bullshit I signed up for out of a lack of other options, I in tend to follow in those big Jody footsteps, mainly I need to get into a few creative writing classes. Never took one, they were always fucking full. Well, when the time comes, they WILL make room for this bitch! Good luck, you studly British hottie writer!
Due to the scholarly nature of this post, I feel that typo corrections are in order: *intend*<–one word. Delete comma after footstep, insert period or semi-colon based on my mood. Fragment sentence beginning with "never." But I am a fragmented person, so it suits me. HEHE
We’re going to be neighbors? I’ll supply the vodka and you can bring the…?
sauce.
Way to go man. It’s obvious looking back over all the stuff you’ve written that you pay more attention now not just to grammar and syntax but also to the structure of what you write. Although to be honest being a funny fuck will blag you through most situations
The Book will come in due time, and be excellent. Berlesconi will be devestated by the sudden drought of Italian prostitutes as they all flock to the gates of Villa Jody. And we will throw a massive party to congratulate you which, since you are now richer than us, you will foot the exorbitant bill for.
And due to the scholarly nature of this post, and the fact that it will amuse Jody no end when I explain this:-
Margarita, to continue our little lessons on the differences between English and American, what you refer to as a period, we English call a full stop. We use the word period to describe a woman’s menstrual cycle. This would be a most unfortunate thing to attempt to insert into a blog post. Not to mention messy for your computer monitor.
First off, I had better have an all-access pass to the village o’ Jode.
Kevin, LOL well we refer to our cycle, or “moon” in the same way: period. But I suppose we were not creative enough to come up with a new word for the punctuation symbol which symbolically means we are teaching our school children to be damn bloody.
A full stop to us is what you do in your vehicle when you approach a stop sign. This is particularly important when drinking and driving at 2 am on a weekend, because the cops can use your less-than full stop (aka california roll) as a reason to pull you over and issue the dreaded dwi test and breathalizer. Rolling through a stop sign is apparently something those crazy L.A. drivers have perfected and had the term named for them.
Don’t tell me: a california roll for you Brits is the slang term for a tummy tuck or something…..
No, its how we describe shagging an airheaded cocktail waitress.
OH EM GEE. hahaha! LOVE IT! And a perfect indicator of the difference btw the mind of a man vs the mind of a woman: I was thinking fat rolls as in california girls dont have any, and you were thinking sex. good grief.
Men think of sex every seven seconds. This means that……wow, look, tits!!
I think of it every seven seconds because usually I’m doing it every seven seconds.
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