I re-read what I wrote at the (more) beginning of 2015 and 2014 really sounded like a good year. I read a decent amount of books and attended a decent amount of concerts and I even finished a 365 Photo challenge.
2015. Not so much.
I spent a lot of the year angsty and shirking adulthood and things of that nature. You know. Nobody is new here. (if you are welcome! who sent you?)
But I also think that because I was very whatevs about it and didn’t set any particular goals then the year got astray and I lost focus or something. Or maybe it was just a shit year and thems the breaks.
Either way I’m saying it, as I’m sure I said on the new year that I began October 9th, this year I’m taking more photos and enjoying more movies and reading more books, and making time for the things I want to make time for. Hopefully that includes spending some time on the deck with a (new) laptop pounding out some short stories or finishing abandoned works or whatever else it is that I can come up with. I think that I am one of those people that is upset when they are not creating (not to be confused with displaying said creations)? Maybe the technical term is “artist” but I prefer to go by “finicky”. I need to fill notebooks with doodles and obscure song lyrics and plot fragments. Like “what is coffee was suddenly made illegal” and “think about the first time someone used the phrase “ho bath”.” Those are the stories I need to write.
I haven’t been doing enough of that and it probably lead to some creative backup which in turn lead to some listlessness. More so than my normal demeanor.
Anyway, my book goal is set to a reasonable 20 as last year was a shit count of 12. THAT’S ALL I READ WAS 12 BOOKS IN 2015. None of them were great. Obviously. And I’m doing a Project 52. And I’m finally going to take myself to the movies again. And buy more vinyl.
Oh, and while I won’t claim to be the biggest Bowie fan I would be remiss if I didn’t acknowledge his passing. Cause it’s Bowie. I read an article about how he planned to release his album right before he died. So last week, he turned 69. Put out a new CD. And then died. And that’s just brilliant. {slow claps}
So here’s Fame because it is incredibly funky and I kick ass at it on Guitar Hero and because it’s David Bowie and well here.
Who was the first to use "ho bath"? That's a genuinely good question, right?
RIGHT?! All short story ideas lol.
I almost fell asleep behind the wheel this morning since I hadn't had coffee yet which would have caused a car accident and lots of other things. That would be a bad, bad world. I would like to find a great book and see more movies but alas, I live too far from Alamo Drafthouse and other theaters tend to smell like feet.
I agree on the feet thing. Stale popcorn.
Have you seen the ridiculousness of the iPic theater? $28 a seat. But oooh it looks fancy.
Bowie did the most epic mic drop ever!
I'm like you with creating- I need to be creating but I'm not so good at the finishing of the creations. Or, in my case, the planning of the creations. I made it a week into a Project 365… so now it's a Project 52.
i made progress this week and printed out an abandonded NaNoWriMo so I can start the editing and re-writing process. So I mean we have our moments, right?! Good luck and yay for the new blog home.