Well, that was a cluster.
July 22nd, 2010
I just wrote what I thought was a pretty nice entry, and when I posted it, only the title made it to the server.
In summation, the thing basically said, “Boy, I’m lazy. I don’t write or do anything, why is that?” Anyone who might have read things I’ve written in the past have read similar things before.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to stop writing like I have an audience, and stop worrying about whether or not the things I put out there should or should not be written. My friend Patrick once told me, “Write down everything, especially if you think it’s dumb.” He was giving me advice about how to be a stand-up comic, an activity which I had delusions of pursuing last summer. Patrick was right, though, and his words were true to more than comedy. I’ve spent so many years keeping a Livejournal (many entries of which were once public) that there’s no sense in getting caught up about whether or not what I write is “worthwhile”. I only ever write in first person about events that happen in my life, so there’s even less sense in considering its worth to the general public.
I spent so much of the last few years waiting on others for my creative endeavors, that I forgot what it was like to just do something because I love it. And with that, I vow to take a chance on writing here regardless of who might read it, and maybe that will dovetail into actually doing things again, instead of just talking about doing them.
That’s what I wanted to get off my chest before my words got eaten in the ether. There were some other parts, as well, but I’ll save that for another day.