This whole Twitter thing has got me all jittery, as if I'm supposed to be blabbering my thoughts on the Internet every 10 minutes or so. Do people really want to know when I'm sitting in the can taking a dump and what I'm reading there (usually Entertainment Weekly or Rolling Stone)? Sometimes I wonder if the whole Facebook, MySpace, Twitter, Blogger thing has given the world TOO much information. Perhaps that's why it's been so hard to come up with something to say lately. I pour my heart into the Basement Songs and after that, I wonder, who gives a shit, Malchus?
I don't know. I do know that things have been hard with Jake these days. He's healthy, but there are some emotional things going on that bear down on us. I'm not going into the intimate details because Jake is 7 and that's not fair to air out what he's going through. But for me, it's just been like I walking that fine edge again, where I teeter between sanity and wanting to curl into a ball under my work desk and cry for a good ten or fifteen minutes. Unlike two years ago, I seem to have a handle on it. Plus, I've been writing, so that is giving me an avenue to express my emotions.
What have I been writing, you ask? Well, I finished the GD script I was working on for a good seven months. Man, did that one drain me. It's a dark story and I just started feeling like I didn't want to work in that corner of my mind right now. I committed myself to finishing it and that's what I did, albeit, two months later than I wanted.
So it's on to something I've been excited about doing for about five months and I'm feeling inspired. I'm not going to talk about what I'm doing because I don't want to ruin my mojo.
It’s strange to be trying to keep the blog regular again. I’m feeling out of practice, if that makes sense.
PS- Daylight Savings time? Can't we get rid of that already? It's killing me.