the good part of not doing anything in school…
So, I have finished my other novel and have started some serious reading of The Fountainhead. Since I have been quite busy outside of school, I was pleased to be able to read all-hour in three out of my six classes yesterday. Reading, I learned, is a very good way to make the hour go by quick when your teacher does not feel like giving you anything to do… (Sorry, Kreinbring, yours is one of the only classes that actually require my presence on a daily basis.) Anyway, I found Ayn Rand’s honest writing to be very enjoyable. As I was reading I had to force myself to not highlight all the examples of “good writing” that I found, out of fear it would stop serving as a marker of importance. I specifically liked a conversation between Howard Roark and the dean who just kicked him out of his school. Howard is such an interesting character, although the adjective interesting does not do him justice, because of his I-don’t-care-what-everyone-else-thinks attitude. I would write more about my new love affair with this character, but I want to get back to him in the story. More later…