Wednesday, June 4, 2008
I prefer writing by hand for the rough draft of any story. I get into a rythym with a pen and paper that seems more human than typing.
Don't get me wrong, I love the editing capabilities of a computer, but I started with pen and paper. I feel more connected to the process of writing than I do to the action of typing.
So, nothing to it, but to do it...
Friday, May 9, 2008
One of the bands that defined my high school music experience was that wonderful band from Reading called The Sundays. So, I'm working on the computer and trying to figure out what I want to listen to (insert kid in candy store who can never recall what they sell) and I stumble from MC Frontalot to Mike Doughty (of that also wonderful band Soul Coughing) and fall upon the Sundays.
All of a sudden there are chills running down my spine and the goosepimples are marching up my extremities. I am 16 again and it feels like Fall. A beautiful melancholy overwhelms me and I sit there with a wistful smile on my face...
Just wanted to save the moment.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
This image from a wonderful site describes what several days without sleep can bring about. My writing has gotten more interesting, but my people skills are in the toilet.
SO, if we have talked recently, forgive the madness, but stay for the pudding...
God I need sleep!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Anywho, new blog, first entry, yada yada, another thing to scratch off my list...