Plenty of things are going on even if I fail to update my blog. A co-worker and I were in the elevator and our entire seven-floor ride consisted of connections through social networks. I knew he DJ’ed through another co-worker’s blog and we poked fun at an update of his that ‘I liked’ before he mentioned reading that (and I’m paraphrasing) people have a hard time blogging in more than 140 characters nowadays. Wow! Truth be told, he is absolutely correct, and I fall victim to this.
I was thinking, just this morning before I ran into him, that I’m not really sure I remember what my penmanship looked like. Naturally, I wrote out a list and it occurred to me that saying about ‘use it or lose it’ is so true; my penmanship had somehow morphed into some sort of shorthand. I’ve made it my New Year’s resolution to write a letter once a month so that at the end of the year (and potentially the end of a handwritten era) I could remember how I used to communicate with people. How exciting. It’s kind of like learning to write all over again and this time for the novelty of it and not because I have to. I suppose it’s the same mind set, but of course on a smaller scale, of going back to college in your thirties; harder work but man it feels like you’re actually accomplishing something this time around rather than goofing off.
That whole adage of ‘youth is wasted on the young’ really stands true except truly, writing is wasted on the young. I no longer write without outlines and it’s becoming increasingly hard to hear myself think with popular music (yeah, strange I used to just write from stream of consciousness to Jeff Buckley and consider it genius–of course I was probably also writing stoned) playing in the background like I used to.
You know, it’s all about going back to the basics but this time with more experience and knowledge that you got from doing it all wrong in the first place. Radiohead – The Bends, come to me so I can write Chapter 4 in Book #2. Don’t worry, tomorrow is Madonna’s Celebration album (Imma let myself finish but Madonna’s got 36 mo’fo hits on this thing) and that typically puts me in a conquer-the-world mood to write my query letters for book 1.
Alright, time is short and I ain’t that young.