I have lately taken to pondering why I can’t seem to find anything to put on here. I think it’s because this page has become a haven of updates, and I never wanted this online journal to become nothing but updates.
But if I don’t write updates, then not only will you not really know what’s going on in our lives, I won’t really have anything to write, either.
So I avoid writing things that sound like the morning news, and in doing so am left with nothing but to show you what I’ve been reading, watching, listening to lately, etc.
I just need to do more looking around, I think. More looking out windows.
Last night, for the first time in what feels like forever I felt in my mind the sparks of a poem being birthed, and it was a good feeling. I have not written much in the way of poetry since my creative writing class my junior year at college. I think my poetic fervor was squashed sometime during that semester.
If I can find the time during the next two days, I will regale you all with the story of the Never-Ending Extended Remix of Clair de Lune that an entire wedding audience was subjected to last week, and how that particular version of the song managed to be composed.