Why is it that I can never think of anything to write when I've got the opportunity to write, but yet, when I'm nowhere near pen or paper, my mind overflows with things to write/say? I know, I could sign up for audioblog, and I probably will, but it kind of defeats the purpose of writing in a blog. (not that it's not a great feature, because it is, I just don't want to have an audio only blog) I'm also afraid of being the sole writer in a band. Scruffy, only semi-jokingly, can't write because "[I've] taken away all of [his] teen angst." I, on the other hand, at 23, have pleeeeenty of teen angst. Which is sad, but hey... That makes me feel good on some level, taking away his teen angst, but at the same time, it's bad because I've never had to carry the writing of anything and that's a little daunting. I mean, how many times have I sworn here that I was going to write something every day? Three that I can think of, if not more.
So today I'm going to buy a handy-dandy notebook and a cool pen, preferably with purple ink and I will write something music related everyday. And, if that hasn't wrung me dry, wordwise, I'll publish something here that is more worthwhile than "God, today sucks."
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