it's a convoluted mess
Writing is hard. It’s a very cyclical thing for me. It moves along in stages. What those stages are, how long they last, and whether or not I recognize them as they’re happening all vary on a case by case basis. Right now I’m in the JFC everything is crap stage. It happens. I’ve spent a lot of time staring at my writing folder—like I do—trying to discern what I should be working on. Truth… Keep reading…Swinging at smoke…
It’s after six in the morning. I haven’t slept. The in-laws are supposed to be coming over right around the time Bob has to leave for work so his dad can beat Joel the Obstinate and Cursed Jetta (TM) into submission. Or hook up his battery charger. Whichever. It’s Monday. I’ve been working on a story project for the past few months that is a very slow slog. I am actually quite in-like with what… Keep reading…Been off that track…
I was looking for an old graphic file on my hard drive. I ended up falling into a bottomless pit of some ridiculously bad graphics once designed for website pipe dreams gone by. I also found a metric fuckton of web pages, code, and whathaveyou for all of those long-dead website plans. Ten-plus years ago I did not have one flipping clue what I was doing when it came to webdesign. I probably still don’t… Keep reading…Still unwritten…
Clear as mud, really. When I open up a blank draft for a blog post, if I don’t already have a title in mind, I sit and focus on the lyrics of whatever song is playing until I hear something that could possibly represent what I had planned to write about. Sometimes I need to wait until the next song to find a fitting title. Though most of the time, regardless of what I end… Keep reading…We make things way too clear…