good movie vs. good movie

A couple of days ago, I saw two movies.
The first one, "The Prince & Me" is just a happy, romantic, dreamy love-story that makes me feel all good and believe in fairytales. And even though I have watched it several times, there were litle details, that I hadn't seen before and that I reall yenjoyed finding. I watched it with my family, so I got all of my fathers comments. From somewhere in the middle, he could tell the story without ever having seen it. Which made me wonder whether the movie really is so good. Even thoguh the camera work and music and all that stuff really fit the atmosphere of the story.
Then, the next day, we watched a movie called "The Brave One", which I had no idea of going in. It's kind of dark, exploring what happens to some people when for example, they are attacked and their boyfriend dies. It really made me think and there was a lot of suspense till right to the end. You always wondered what wa sgoing to happen.

What I really want to say is that both movies were really enjoyable, i had a good time watching both. So if both are really good movies, why does watching "The Prince & Me" feel worth less than the other one? Is it because it doesn't deal with something important or doesn't make you think?

The same applies for books, I guess. There ar ethese feel-good stories, that don't have any philosophical aspect in them. Still, some of them are written really well. And then there are these books, which make you think, some even mak eme sort of depressed for a little while. Are these books worth more?

I mean, as a writer, I get that there should be an underlying message. But isn't "fairytales can still come true" good enough?

I'm a mercurial, notoriously lying, bad person.

I am such a bad person. I swore i would keep up with writing this blog, I swore I would continue editing, unbraiding and rewriting my wip, i swore i would get nothign in the way between me and doing this. And now? Here I am, realising I can't even write regularly.

It wasn't so much my fault really. I couldn't write because my crappy computer didn't work. Once it was fixed, I had to read all my e-mails. And then, the next day, i got ill. Not lie-in-bed-can-do-nothing kind of ill, but I got a really bad headache that wouldn't go away. Ever. I had a really hard time since I couldn't stay away from school for a few days and also had to do all the homework. I'm telling you, I'm really, really, really ready to have holidays.

(Side note: How unfair is that? Every country gets like two whole months of summer break. And what do we get in Germany? 6 weeks. S-I-X lousy weeks! Life sucks. )

And now, one of my friends is in hospital and I go to see her every othe rday, meaning I need to squeeze in all the homework on teh other days.

But since today was the last real school day, next week being a project week, I swear I will write regularly.

Really, I swear.

Pinky Promise. (why is it called Pinky Promise anyways? It is pinky promise, right???)

Something occured to me today. Maybe writing doesn't mean the same for everyone. I mean, sure it doesn't, but how can views differ so much?

I'm doing a creative writing project for my school project week. Now, if there had ever been one when I did it, i would have been the first to sign up, surely. But as it is, I've heard that not many were interested.
And i spoke with the two people I'm planning it with and they have totally different opinions. It's not that we fight over it, but one of them is more into the theoretical stuff, whereas I say. "Just let it flow". not, if you want to do something big. Then, of course you need to revise and go with certain rules and keep a continuity to it and so on. But for a short story for a school project? Just let it go and see where it takes you.

Why is it that so many people can't see how great writing is? Most people like to read, but they'd never dream of writing. I can't empathise seeing as I've been writing as long as I can remember. Of course, just becaus eI like to look at pictures doesn't mean I'd like to paint, but that is because I know I can't. I tried over and over again. Same thign with music. I can play the piano and am currently learnign to play the clarinet, but i can't compose. I can't write music. I tried, but it didn't work out. So why does it feel like there aren't many people that want to try to write?