Hello again
marysiak has declared it Livejournal February and who am I to argue?
I am feeling a bit maudlin this month.
Last month was pretty full, really. I managed to write a song, do some auditions, gig a few times, film a commercial (might not get shown but it was done and that's the thing), submit some writing for a job and generally feel okay with my place in the world.
I also listened to a lot of David Bowie. Which meant that I ended up with a distinct memento mori month as well.
This month the sense of mortality has carried over but I haven't yet kickstarted any creativity. It is February 3 and this is ever such a short month.
I am still waiting for payment for work already done so I can't even go out and have fun and forget about it all. I did get £1.51 from royalties, but a few cans of chick peas and tomatoes and beans has left very little of that still to spend.
So I sit here contemplating art. I worry about the future and the state of the world. I consider it is probably time to suspend Godwin's Law as there are some things in the world that really do seem to be worrying, and calling them out is not losing the argument - it may be the only way not to lose.
This could all just be because it is February 3, in the middle of the day, and it is dark and gloomy out. Maybe I will eat some of those chickpeas and feel better.
I am feeling a bit maudlin this month.
Last month was pretty full, really. I managed to write a song, do some auditions, gig a few times, film a commercial (might not get shown but it was done and that's the thing), submit some writing for a job and generally feel okay with my place in the world.
I also listened to a lot of David Bowie. Which meant that I ended up with a distinct memento mori month as well.
This month the sense of mortality has carried over but I haven't yet kickstarted any creativity. It is February 3 and this is ever such a short month.
I am still waiting for payment for work already done so I can't even go out and have fun and forget about it all. I did get £1.51 from royalties, but a few cans of chick peas and tomatoes and beans has left very little of that still to spend.
So I sit here contemplating art. I worry about the future and the state of the world. I consider it is probably time to suspend Godwin's Law as there are some things in the world that really do seem to be worrying, and calling them out is not losing the argument - it may be the only way not to lose.
This could all just be because it is February 3, in the middle of the day, and it is dark and gloomy out. Maybe I will eat some of those chickpeas and feel better.