Words. Not again.

Sometime soon there will be a link here. Sometime soon there will be a photo that says something words cannot. Sometime soon there might be a sketch or pieces and parts of songs or half-conceived films. But today its just words. And tonight I feel so much more than that.

Space for Rent

I must admit, I‘ve never been completely comfortable with the idea of this blog. I’m not even really sure why, either. I casually mentioned to someone that I wanted to do more writing for myself to balance all the writing for clients, and he suggested a blog, One of the benefits, he said, was that it provided the discipline to write. Well, the jury is still out on that one. But I have come to wonder if an added benefit might be that it questions your commitment to writing. So, I signed up, thinking at the very least, it could be a journal.

What should I do with this little space? I continue to obsessively pour over what to write. What should I include? What should I leave out? Do I stay private? Or shall I be bold? And how bold am I comfortable being? Do I want to be able to send this to family? Or just friends? And how ‘bout profanity. Not using profanity could drastically reduce material. Honestly, I can't imagine I have more than 3 to 5 drive-by readers to begin with, so it’s ridiculous that I even give it a second thought. But at the end of the day, I’d rather those people enjoy those 45-seconds than not.

To that extent, I thought I’d pass along these great comments about how to approach art, ambition and aging.

Enjoy.


"Music is your own experience, your thoughts, your wisdom.
If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn."

- Charlie Parker


“If your ship doesn't come in, swim out to it.”

- Jonathan Winters


“The man who views the world at 50 the same as he did at 20 has wasted 30 years of his life.”

-Muhammad Ali