To be honest with you, when I sat thinking of a blog name, I thought more about intent than anything else. I figured that what I write may only make sense to me and that no one else may ever read this... and that's okay. It seemed to me that what I would write would eventually start to clear my mind of all the useless or sometimes useful things in it. I could write one day about ponies, another about fear, yet another about the way things taste. It feels freeing to be able to write ANYTHING.
What I am trying to achieve here is transference. A transference of stains on my mind to an electronic medium to share with others. Or with no one.
I want to try and write here everyday... the problem is the commitment of it. I get bored with things easily which makes commitment an issue. I am going to try and marry this blog. I am going to try to keep you all entertained with the randomness of me. I wish to empty some of the crazy things I keep locked up inside my mind that distract me from everything else I am meant to be doing. I also need to get used to writing every day so I can finish this damn novel.
I feel weird though, like something is off... I don't know what it is. It's something in the air maybe, and with so many other things going on, maybe I am just getting weird cosmic signals.
So that's the long and short version, as it is. Welcome, friend. Enjoy your first glance at the stains on my mind.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
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