In the format of everyone else:
Day 1- Julie Halpern
She was an extremely interesting presenter and I was a little shocked that we were able to see someone who's novel had been made into a successful movie, loosely or not. Often her stories were so outlandish that they didn't seem real. Some examples would be how she lied to the police about that girl that "did it" or how she was admitted to a mental hospital. However, despite her interesting life experiences, I'm not sure I would like her zeans or novels considering they seem to be about teenage awkwardness and I'm rather sick of my own awkward teenage life.
Day 2- Students
In general, I'm not a big fan of teens who try to dramatize their problems and expect people to actually care. Honestly, if it really mattered to you then you probably wouldn't be using it to make yourself look "deep." The performances by Jonathan Stoller-Schoff and Unser Ahmed were decent. I really don't think they deserved their reception though. After the first couple minutes I got over the idea of Jonathan's professional bird lady and the way he worked a moral into his story was pathetically weak. As for Unser, although the point of his speech was interesting and agreeable, I thought his use of "PENAS" was not at all clever or funny. At the most it was creative, but that's just what elementary school teachers say so they don't have to lie when a kid's art project sucks.
Day 3- Sierra DeMulde (not gonna lie, pretty hot)
Sierra DeMulder's high level of attractiveness was detracted by her scary insanity. As an audience member, I was a little bit alienated by her graphic promise to rip out her umbilical cord as an offering to her mother. In fact, I was a little bit shocked and horrified and quite traumatized. Up until that point I had allowed her to control my imagination so I did vividly visualize her ripping her umbilical cord out. Besides bringing up questions of medical factuality it nearly brought up my lunch. I also didn't like her rant on how she used to cut herself. I'm kind of biased though since I want to slap people when they brag about how they cut themselves. It's not cool. It doesn't mean you have real problems or deserve anyone's pity or respect. It's a pathetic cry for attention. Keep your blood to yourself.
Day 4- A Different Reason to Puke Followed by more Puke Followed By an Inspirational Artist
Hannah Fox. Oh god, Hannah Fox. Why!!?!? WHY DID SHE HAVE TO VIOLATE MY EARS!!!? OK, I feel a little bit better now. Excuse my grammar; sentences couldn't express my anguish. I literally had to cover my ears when she sang. That's nothing against her voice, but her poetry, that she read and often failed to read out her little journal, was TERRIBLE. The "musical" aspect of it droned on and on and on without any real variation. I don't think anyone on this blog will understand this reference but she reminded my of my rabbi reading the Torah, except much, much worse. I could not behold the affliction to my ears. She clearly formatted the repetitive singing to the worthless poetry and the product was even worse than the individual ingredients. Moving on, both rap "artists" were unoriginal and not entertaining at all. It pains me to think that people of my generation are killing music. Maggie Denver was bearable although similarly unoriginal. Honestly, I wouldn't call those people writers. Hannah Lee was great. I was impressed and I look up to her as an aspiring musician. Her comedy skit was also godly and her guitar playing was better than all of the others. I don't think anyone really understands how hard it is to do what she did. Not only was she consistently playing a complex guitar riff but she sang a counterpointing melody with it. I wish all of the performers had the talent she did. On a side note, I plan to play with some friends next year at both the V-Show and Writers Week so you'll have an opportunity to hate on me.
Day 5- I'm Sorry but Your 45 Year Old Emotions and Fascination With Little Boys Is a Little Creepy
I'm sorry Billy Lombardo, but I'm not mature enough to appreciate your writing. Like the rest of the audience, I was estranged by the parts of your narration that were threateningly close to questioning my deeply ingrained homophobia. Let me rephrase, I have nothing against homosexuals. I can't stand people who try to justify their homophobic views. I'm not even saying your books are related to homosexuality or that you yourself are homosexual. The problem is that overtime, the homophobia that permeates our society has atrophied the relationship between fathers and sons. I get goosebumps when my dad puts his hand on my shoulder. It feels wrong even though I know it isn't in any way sexual. So, I really like what you are trying to do as far as making the father-son relationship something sacred and coveted. It's brave. That's my interpretation of why baseball means so much to you. If I were to guess, your father took you to baseball games as well, and if not, you probably wish he had.
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