Boy, am I in a funk right now! I cannot seem to get anything going. I have worked on three different writings in the last two days, and I hate everything that I have written. Some of what I have written is gobbledygook, some is redundant, and some is pure shit.
I have had a lot on my mind lately; work, not enough work, too many days of subbing Middle Schoolers, bills, rent, etc… Too many pressures, and I cannot clear my head enough to write. I wish writing would come to me now as a form of therapy to free the clutter and soothe the nerves. Instead, I find myself in a deeper funk than before I sat in front of the computer to type out my crap-terpiece.
I have no shortage of ideas, and at least I am doing the work, but I hate my entire output for the last 48 hours or so.
So, I guess this is my cue to read, and clean the apartment, and then come back and write some more.
Until then, I guess I will share my song of the month. I hadn’t heard this song in years, and I have listened to it about 25 times in the past two weeks. It is one of the great epics in Rock and Roll, and one of my all-time favorites. My 12-year old son already taught himself how to play it on bass. I am so proud.
Have a great day, folks.