/lit/ - Literature

For my second year of my Englis Lit degree I'm doing a creative writing module. Anything I should I know? How should I prepare?

>think to myself this Hullebeck guy is probably based or something
>choose one of his books at random
>start reading
>he just fucks two random girls at a gas stop in the backseat of his car
>stopped reading because I couldn't identify with the character

Books for a midwit, like me, so he could feel smart?

I don't feel proud of working hard, In fact, I pity those worn out by work people who have nothing in life, but working for shekkels for their boss all day, then coming back home, drinking beers and watching sports, maybe going to church on sunday. All this suffering, because they were sold a lie that they will be rewarded afterwards. I want to leave everyone, go abroad, make enought money to be able to sustain myself financially for at least 10 years on which time I will spend on self-reflection, philosophy, and finding a meaning to go further. If I won't, then there will be only one solution

I just spent two weeks quarantining in a hotel without wifi and didn’t write a single word.
But I thought out the idea for a really cool short story, maybe I’ll try and give that a shot as a warm up to the fantasy series I’ve been worldbuilding

Does Jordan Petersons 12 more rules for life have an answer to eternal virginity?
Does he have an answer to being below average at your degree, unable to land a paid internship, and getting rejected by everyone you ask out?
When even christmas cake girls give you a total cold shoulder as if you don't exist despite how you have more sexual market value than them at this age?

Recommend me some good books about this subject, does romantic love really exist? Do only a few get to experience it? Am I doomed if I didn't make it when i'm young?
I'm 20 years old, kissless, virgin, ugly and whenever I talk to a woman I get really fucking tired and I say some shitty excuse and I leave, despite this I feel incredibly lonely.
Will literature ever solve this or should I just accept that it's over and I should move on until I die on the street like an ill dog
What's the point of my dirty ass life if I didn't get to feel love like a normal human being? To know that a woman will never hold me dear?
What books talk about coping? And then dying unfulfilled?