August 18, 2005

I’m so young, I’m so goddamn young

I hate asking shit like this. It always seems so... self-aggrandizing or something.

Anyway, there's a contest I'd like to enter, for the most original voices of the twentysomething generation, writing about their lives, their passions, their world.

Be specific. Be unique. We want you to tell us—and, by extension, the entire world—something we haven’t heard before, something that defines you as a member of this burgeoning generation. Make us laugh, make us think, make us mad—just don’t make us yawn.

I know I'm David Sedaris-lite, and wouldn't call myself one of the most orignal voices of my generation. But I figured, hey, I've been writing personal, non-fiction essays in English for a couple of years now, and both the prize money and publication sound like fun. Surely I can just take something I've already written, tighten it up a bit, and send it off.

So basically, I'm asking the people who've put up with this blog for a while to think back, think hard, and try and remember your favorite posts, or even just a favorite story arc (sexually harassing my roommate, bitching about Heart, pining over the ex), let me know.

I promise that if you pick the blog post that gets me published and makes me a literary superstar of my generation, I will photograph myself in compromising postions of your choice and send them to you.

No I won't. Well, maybe I will. Comment and find out.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.