Monday, March 18, 2013

Just Write

I'm worried that my blog might become all about ridiculous puns since my URL includes one and the title of this post is borderline corny as hell, but I'm actually being straightforward in the case of tonight's post.

I told you previously that I have no idea what this blog is supposed to be about. Well, I gave you a hint of what it could be about (music, writing, movies, the like), but I never officially established a theme for the website. This still holds true, unfortunately, because I've yet to be hit with the lightning of inspiration that could pull everything together.

Speaking of which, here's a quote I read tonight--"A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to get struck by lightning." A man by the name of James Dickey said/wrote this, but I unfortunately have no idea who he is. Maybe next time I'll talk about him, if I ever get around to reading his poetry. (Note to self: read James Dickey's poetry.)

I decided to look up a picture of ol' Dickey.



This brings me to my topic for today, and it kind of has to do with everything I just mentioned. I don't have any idea in the world what this blog should be about, yet here I am writing. My best friend Annissa (a fellow writer, no surprise there--it runs in the name, I suppose) encouraged me to write constantly. She writes for a blog called Crazytown in which a bunch of musically-inclined geniuses get together and write weekly about their musical inclinations. She is crazy good at what she does, hence the appropriate home for her writing.

I realized tonight that you just have to write, whether you have something to write about or not. It doesn't have to be perfect because nothing really is on the first draft. Hell, I just felt like I had to get something down on...erm...virtual paper? That's what this is. Because if you don't write, someone else will, and whatever you could have written is lost to the abyss of dead poem or novels or screenplays because you didn't sit down for 20 minutes and write. And that is the worst feeling of all.

So listen to me. Write for a little. Write about your day, what you heard on the news, anything. Inspiration is everywhere. As long as you get something down on paper (whether it's Microsoft Word or the real stuff), you've done something worthwhile. Who knows what you'll get out of a cool writing prompt and a story on the news?

If you like musicals and writing and all that jazz, read Annissa's latest blog post here. She's funny as hell and she has a great section called Close Encounters of a Patron Kind. I hope you enjoy!

And to end the night, a little spoken word poetry from my fav.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Starting Over (Again)

I have a lot of bad habits.

I procrastinate (in fact, I'm procrastinating right now).
I have a temper that sometimes can't be controlled.
I'm sometimes a walking contradiction.
I can't keep in constant contact with my best friends.
I read multiple books at once.
I can't ever drink an entire can of Coke.
But most of all, I can never finish something I start. Ever.

I'm hoping (for the last time) that this is a beginning that might actually have an end. Not a premature end forced by negligence and forgetfulness. Hopefully, this blog will have its own story, something that I've never been able to do before.

I haven't really come up with a concept for this blog (oh yeah, that's another bad habit--I tend to jump without looking and fall on my face as a result), but it's going to be centered around music, books, movies, and musicals, aka everything that I love. I hope that, in one way or another, I can keep your attention and keep mine, too. I hate the fact that I constantly wallow in self pity about not writing, and this is where the excuses stop. I'll try and post on a regular basis, maybe once a week for now. Maybe it'll increase in the future; we just have to see where this goes I guess.

Thank you for joining me on this journey. I hope I don't disappoint you, or myself.