Creative Control

Miscellaneous Mental Musings of an Emerging Artist

When I die, Hallelujah by and by.

I need a change of scenery or a change of vocation, or both.

That’s all. Very little inspires me like a new experience, but as of late all I’m having are variations on old experiences. My writing still comes in fits and starts, even when I’m giving myself all this time to do it and I have the ideas in my head to work from. I think the routine may have finally begun to peck away at the soft mushy interior.

Current music: MP3 list, Elliott Smith, “Punch and Judy”

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This entry was posted on October 10, 2002 by in Travel, Work, Writing.
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