babble
Thursday, November 07, 2002
I've been told that I should update more, so I will respond like a good little keyboard monkey and obey. I've been busily working on the novel and so all of my creative energies are being sapped by that little project. Of course I've also been trying to do more photography, especially with the handful of vintage cameras that I've recently acquired that need testing. I'm running a roll of film through each one to see if it works. I need to take pictures of people. Any volunteers? I also want to find interesting places in and around L.A. to photograph. Suggestions welcome.
I've had this internal discussion with myself (because I'm just that crazy) about how much personal information I should discuss here, and what kind of emotional disclosure I feel comfortable with. I've got a friend who was telling me recently that the reason he likes Bukowski is because he never talked about his god damned feelings. That's definitely a quality I enjoy in a writer. So I'm conflicted. Sometimes I have days where I just want to spew forth with tirades about how I feel about my family or my girlfriend or that homeless guy by my house who looks like he's dying, but more often than not I kick myself in the ass and tell myself, "Self, nobody wants to hear about your god damned feelings." So I hold back.
I want to make this damnable 'blog interesting. Unfortunately my writing skills seem to wax and wane in a fairly unpredictable manner. Sometimes I'm very satisfied with what I've posted here, and sometimes I'm horrified. I'm horrified right now, actually. Gah.
Also, I think I'm coming down with a cold. I've got a sore throat and I'm all sneezy, like the dwarf. I don't like being sick. Nobody does, really, except my friend Nick who says he wants to get sick sometimes, just for a change of pace. I don't know what he's smoking, but I don't want any if it makes you want to get sick.
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