see, i want to write again. i don't know where to start - that's mainly why i am using the blog a lot. i don't tag it enough, nor do i have a lot of readers at the moment - no publicity, not that actively involved online, all those sorts of things... but where it comes to writing and publishing, i don't know where to start. i don't know what to say, or how to say it, or who to say it to. and sadly, i am fairly reluctant to publicise my blog too much, due to the presence of an angry, unhinged ex boyfriend from six years ago who's emailed me about offhanded comments i've made in it. that bothers me deeply, and i don't want to encourage that sort of madness.
i guess i just need to Do It. you know. play with words. read. be alone. sit. exist. think. do. not so much apathy, and letting things happen. i need words like this, i need words and i need to be in them. i need my time with them. and unfortunately, it's practice and time and repetition that improves. and feedback and audience. blogs/diaries are good because they get you used to communicating in written words, and get you used to your own rhythms of writing and the way to pull the words together. but i need more than that, i need to write stories, and poetry, and .. and things.
i need to push my reading too - into MORE and Different. what i'm thinking of is investing in McSweeney's for the year, as well as a few choice back issues, and Wave Books yearly subscription - all their published material for a year, for $75.
and i need to write.
Today's Lizard Photo -- Dr Cuddles and Splodgy spooning. adorable.
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