I figure I should explain before I go any further. Hello, I'm Ash. I'm 16, and I published my first book when I was thirteen. It wasn't my best work, and I knew that, but my mother convinced me to publish it anyway.
A few weeks ago in ELA my teacher announced that we'd be starting a new book at the beginning of the next semester. I was excited.
The one we had just read was incredibly boring, so I was hoping that the next one would be good. Maybe then I'd be motivated to do my homework!
Nope.
The class was being far more rowdy than usual that day. I was playing a game on my chromebook when the teacher started speaking.
"Quiet!" She yelled. "This is our new book, 'Masks of Solitude',"
My eyes widened. What?! I recognized that title. It was my book! I felt my heart thump like a motorcycle in my chest. I started panicking. I already have anxiety about being around people- I don't need my teacher reading my work on top of that!
She continued speaking, either ignoring or not noticing my obvious fear. "This book was written by your own peer, Ash Wood!"
Everyone (that was paying attention) looked over to me. My heart found a way to beat even faster. I started to sweat.
The teacher, still either ignoring or not noticing my pure panic, kept speaking about the book. She said that she had read it multiple times, and that it was "beautifully written" and had "amazing themes"
Huh?
If we forget my self esteem issues and ignore the "beautifully written" comment... themes?
The book had no themes. It was just a silly story about vampires. All the characters do is fight, sleep, and talk about random things. There's no moral or important lesson there.
The title was pure irony. It says "Masks of Solitude," but none of the characters have any masks up, mental or otherwise. They're all perfectly honest with eachother, and spend all their time together.
It was titled that just to throw people off. They're expecting to read about lonely people with deep feelings or whatever but instead they just get sleepy, rude vampires.
I took my chance to get out of the classroom just before the teacher started reading. I raised my hand and asked if I could go to the bathroom, and said yes.
Hopefully I can stay here all hour. Even better- stay all hour everyday until the teacher finally tires of my book.
cr4zylazur t1_iyody3q wrote
Reply to [WP] You're a renowned author who's still going to school. Annoyingly, your English teacher is reading way too deeply into your books. by stopeatingbuttspls
I can't believe this is happening.
I figure I should explain before I go any further. Hello, I'm Ash. I'm 16, and I published my first book when I was thirteen. It wasn't my best work, and I knew that, but my mother convinced me to publish it anyway.
A few weeks ago in ELA my teacher announced that we'd be starting a new book at the beginning of the next semester. I was excited.
The one we had just read was incredibly boring, so I was hoping that the next one would be good. Maybe then I'd be motivated to do my homework!
Nope.
The class was being far more rowdy than usual that day. I was playing a game on my chromebook when the teacher started speaking.
"Quiet!" She yelled. "This is our new book, 'Masks of Solitude',"
My eyes widened. What?! I recognized that title. It was my book! I felt my heart thump like a motorcycle in my chest. I started panicking. I already have anxiety about being around people- I don't need my teacher reading my work on top of that!
She continued speaking, either ignoring or not noticing my obvious fear. "This book was written by your own peer, Ash Wood!"
Everyone (that was paying attention) looked over to me. My heart found a way to beat even faster. I started to sweat.
The teacher, still either ignoring or not noticing my pure panic, kept speaking about the book. She said that she had read it multiple times, and that it was "beautifully written" and had "amazing themes"
Huh?
If we forget my self esteem issues and ignore the "beautifully written" comment... themes?
The book had no themes. It was just a silly story about vampires. All the characters do is fight, sleep, and talk about random things. There's no moral or important lesson there.
The title was pure irony. It says "Masks of Solitude," but none of the characters have any masks up, mental or otherwise. They're all perfectly honest with eachother, and spend all their time together.
It was titled that just to throw people off. They're expecting to read about lonely people with deep feelings or whatever but instead they just get sleepy, rude vampires.
I took my chance to get out of the classroom just before the teacher started reading. I raised my hand and asked if I could go to the bathroom, and said yes.
Hopefully I can stay here all hour. Even better- stay all hour everyday until the teacher finally tires of my book.