"I wonder if that was from the pastrami rueben I had yesterday?"

Tuesday, November 7, 2023

Guess this is my Journal now

I hear keeping a journal is a good idea if you intend to write.  Hardly anyone reads this, so here I go.

Random Thoughts:  D&D was an activity strictly for the demented and sad when I was in high school.  It's so mainstream now I can hardly believe it.  Went to the unfortunately named Gamehole Con in WI last month.  It knocks me out seeing so many young people enjoying a hobby that was demonized back in the day.  Things always change, sometimes for the better.

I have decided that if I can't write anything good, I will at least write something.  I'm not sure how long I'll give this.  Maybe forever, or until death comes and frees me from the obligation.  You never know, pursuing any endeavor, if it will end in success.  The only certainty is how endeavors end if you don't try at all.  And success, itself, is a very relative term, dependent on the values we attach to it.

That's it for now, I think.

Monday, November 6, 2023

What the hell am I posting this for?

 Listening to "A Punk" by Vampire Weekend currently.  I am slated to join a writers' group at the local library.  Okay, the song just switched to "Head's on fire" by TMBG.  I have no idea what to write.  I wrote a story a year ago, but I'm pretty sure it sucks.  My Dad liked it, but hey, he's my dad.

It's not that I have no ideas.  I just have no ideas that don't suck.  I suppose I could bring something that sucks to the writer's group.  That's probably what's expected, right?  I mean, if you could write something that blew people away, you wouldn't need a writer's group.  You'd need an agent.

I have a headache.

I guess it's obvious, but not only do my ideas for stories suck, my ideas for filling up my blog also suck.  At least it cost nothing to read it except your precious time that you'll never get back and the breaths you took while reading are that many breaths closer to your very last one as you gasp, aspirating from the remnants of that mineral water you drank too close to your bedtime and your wife warned you not to do that but did you listen?  Did you?

Now there's a commercial playing for a Godzilla movie.  That seems like an appropriate soundtrack to this blog....