April?!??! No, I don't feel like doing an April Fool's Day thing. Instead, I decided to blog (obviously) after I had so rudely left my readers with... not. And I'm going to type up the about a page and a half of stuff I felt like writing in one of my journals. The very same as the one I wrote the airplane flight in. Because yeah.
I just kind of felt like writing. I mean, you've got all these thoughts and ideas floating around all the time, sort of like dogs in cages. Some of them are loud and annoying, just barking away at you. You might grimace when you remember them, but think about how each deserve at least a sentence or two. Some of them are quiet and this can make them easy to forget. Then a pool of regret follows. Most of them aren't the big bad dog type ones, but they DEMAND attention. If you don't get a leash to let them out (pencil/paper) quick, they'll just... yeah.
I can't help but feeling all of these, or at least some, will somehow add up to something. Like building a ladder to paint in the sky. Wishful thinking perhaps, but we all got our dreams.
Ha, using English is rather fun. It just... sort of comes. I can just drag my tired hand over this clean sheet without bothering myself with genders, complicated verb conjugaisons or accents. But enough about French.
Egregious. I'm supposed to use that word.
You know what's great? Getting high on inspiration. I know I'm jumping around topics, but I'm slightly concerned for my left ear. I think it's been affected. Not infected. I played drums last night, but I think it's my iPod headphone. It's not that I have the music really loud, but that the cover on the left piece is missing, so I get these small like electrical shock-type things when it "overheats". Painful. It also might be the earwax. I hope I don't lose my hearing or anything.
Do you think it's... ok/good to sort of just... push of force out lyrics or a poem or something even if you don't necessarily have an idea or inspiration? I mean, they always talk about the importance of just trying and all, but maybe that only applies for certain things.
On the other hand, though, you might get something flowing after you've started, and it's just more words on paper. I kind of do that though, like I am now. But whatever. Just loosening the dog cages.
Good metaphors are hard to come by. Thought, really, I'm not sure I fully agree with that statement. And I probably meant similes instead of metaphors.
After reading that, maybe the dog cage thing is a bad metaphor/simile. And good metaphors are so hard to come by (at least to me) that I couldn't find one to express the difficulty. I could have tried, but yeah. Ah well. Sometimes you just gotta go with stuff. I've got a writer's license. I'm not for dogs in cages, by the way.
The horizon is literally just April, May and June. And just a wee wee bit of July. April is about half break, and then it'll probably just be smoke.
So yeah. We're doing Shakespeare in English, which is actually really awesome.
Um... not much else to say really. I missed an awesome band thing, which makes me annoyed. But really, there was nothing I could do about it. 93 days left.
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