Sep 30, 2008 10:04
I seem to be writing song lyrics again. This is significant because I haven't done it in years. Had a bit of a breakthrough last night on this thing I've been working on; I blame it on Richelle Mead and the last line of Succubus On Top, of all the odd things to get inspired by.
I also seem to have a poem percolating in my head, which also has not happened in years. It's about time I got over this "I can't write a poem to save my soul" neurosis.
I need to learn to play my guitar, dammit.
Also: DAMMIT WHY CAN'T I FIND MY NEKO CASE CD AND MY COPY OF POSSESSION OMG?
books,
music,
j,
poetry,
my house is a pigsty,
writing