I am sorry I have been ignoring you lately. Everytime I start to get it going with you, I end up deleting what I started because I know it's not enough to go off of. I want you to document my creative rants and outlandish opinions at this interesting time in my life, not for anyone who reads this but for myself. I don't want to look back through my archives and find half-assed two-paragraph entries I wrote when I was stoned at 4 in the morning.
It is ironic that I do have so much on my mind, and with so much free time you'd think I would've sat down and written a little something, but unfortunately the thoughts aren't translating well for my hands to write. Interestingly, for example, I was pretty caught up in all the absurdities surrounding the final two or three months building to the election, I had so many thoughts on so many issues, and more than once tried to sit down and write it out, but was unable to do so.
Most of the time I will start a sentence or two on a particular topic, then soon realize my material is lacking, so I erase what I wrote and start anew. Occasionally I will write through the first paragraph or so, but realize it's shit and again start fresh. So what separates this entry that (I now assume) will actually be published to the light of day from all the miserable failed attempts?. Well, I suppose I have a lot of material and time to write a piece on how I have so little material and time to write.
But am I really saying all that much? I think I'm just repeating myself, or prolonging a simple thought into a drawn-out paragraph. I suppose it doesn't matter, so long as I enjoy what I write. And indeed, I do enjoy writing in this blog. Sure, it may be a month until my next entry, but it could also be tomorrow. The point is that when I have something to write about, I'll write about it, whatever it may be.
Even if it's all about how I have nothing at all to write.
Happy 2009,
Your Faithful Narrator, #655321
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POSTSCRIPT: In titling this letter "Somethings Still Nothing" I came across a dilemma regarding the proper grammatical use of the apostrophe. In what gradeschool taught me, a apostrophe signifies either ownership (i.e. "that is Bill's zamboni machine") or replaces the vowel in a contracted word (i.e. "they are" to "they're", "would not" to "wouldn't"). The title in case, "Somethings Still Nothing", the word something's (with apostrophe) represents something is. However, the nothing is not owned by something, thus the usage of the apostrophe would denote ownership. As my father the English teacher is asleep, this is one mystery that will go unsolved tonight.
