Not my Hawaii post
Hey, so I've been thinking about how my style of writing is changing. I don't know if it's for the better, but I think it has something to do with how my way of speaking (and thinking? no... that's- that's too much) has changed a little over the past year or so.
I kinda like it. It's like I'm able to change who I am - how I come across to people, how I sound to myself - by just modifying my voice or delivery. Yeah. All right.
Well, it's funny, cause I'm not actually saying any of this to myself (which is a common thing for me... speaking out loud as I write... it's fun. you should try it.), possibly because I've got some good music on and it's keeping the words coming pretty easily. I'm also trying not stopping or censoring myself too much. Just to see what happens. So, it's not as important to hear what it sounds like.
Yeah. So, I went to some poetry thing the other night, and it made me want to write more.
Also, I've been thinking about how I never write unless it's the last day before something's due, and then I do it so grudgingly that I hate the process. SO, I'm thinking it's time to engage in some nice, free-form writing that I used to love to do so much. Sorry if this is getting long, but it's my journal, so fuck off. Besides, I never post anymore, so you should be happy I'm making up for lost time... or something. (I shouldn't do that - marginalize or minimize the importance of what I've just said by throwing an "or something" after it. I do it way too much. I think I should know when I've said something good, and even when I don't like what I've said, I can still let the other person decide for themself whether or not it makes sense or if it was exactly what I wanted to say. Or maybe it's a good thing to do and I should just shut up. I don't even know what I'm talking about any more.) Yeah. That's about it.
So, Of Montreal is pretty good.
I kinda like it. It's like I'm able to change who I am - how I come across to people, how I sound to myself - by just modifying my voice or delivery. Yeah. All right.
Well, it's funny, cause I'm not actually saying any of this to myself (which is a common thing for me... speaking out loud as I write... it's fun. you should try it.), possibly because I've got some good music on and it's keeping the words coming pretty easily. I'm also trying not stopping or censoring myself too much. Just to see what happens. So, it's not as important to hear what it sounds like.
Yeah. So, I went to some poetry thing the other night, and it made me want to write more.
Also, I've been thinking about how I never write unless it's the last day before something's due, and then I do it so grudgingly that I hate the process. SO, I'm thinking it's time to engage in some nice, free-form writing that I used to love to do so much. Sorry if this is getting long, but it's my journal, so fuck off. Besides, I never post anymore, so you should be happy I'm making up for lost time... or something. (I shouldn't do that - marginalize or minimize the importance of what I've just said by throwing an "or something" after it. I do it way too much. I think I should know when I've said something good, and even when I don't like what I've said, I can still let the other person decide for themself whether or not it makes sense or if it was exactly what I wanted to say. Or maybe it's a good thing to do and I should just shut up. I don't even know what I'm talking about any more.) Yeah. That's about it.
So, Of Montreal is pretty good.