And, really, wtf?
A month ago, I had cause to go back and look for an early post on this LJ. Really early, like the first year or something. What I thought I'd use this for then is different than what I ended up using it for and eventually all my uses for it dribbled out. Sort of. I wouldn't say I have no use for it. I read a lot of other people's posts, even though I respond rarely.
I used to write about work, but now writing about work would mean anonymizing some stuff and dancing around some things and hand waving to distract the audience. It's really not worth the effort. I love the work I'm doing right now. It has its moments of humour, banging my head into the desk, heavy thinking, and direction setting. And it's not that I'm working on the super secret or anything. But I haven't felt comfortable writing about it. I'm starting think I should find some things to write about it, so we'll see I guess.
I used to write about writing and music. But I haven't written any original poetry in like two years or more. I haven't sent any work out to beg to be published in that time either. I still beat on the piano, but frankly I was trying to find a way to record what I was doing and share that. I'm not happy with my slapdash attempts, though. And I'm much slower about new stuff (and have been slower for a long long time) than I was when I started out.
I used to write about training, but. Hmm. Our arrangement with the U here fell apart when the rec department took a new direction in the fall. There's been an internal split of sorts over how that happened. It's very up in the air in some regards now. I got bronchitis in late Feb and, after going to maybe two or three classes, got a nasty cold at the start of April and am only thinking of heading back again this coming week. So, training is teh suxxor.
I'm going to try to post more often. May the powers that be help you. We'll see how it goes.
I used to write about work, but now writing about work would mean anonymizing some stuff and dancing around some things and hand waving to distract the audience. It's really not worth the effort. I love the work I'm doing right now. It has its moments of humour, banging my head into the desk, heavy thinking, and direction setting. And it's not that I'm working on the super secret or anything. But I haven't felt comfortable writing about it. I'm starting think I should find some things to write about it, so we'll see I guess.
I used to write about writing and music. But I haven't written any original poetry in like two years or more. I haven't sent any work out to beg to be published in that time either. I still beat on the piano, but frankly I was trying to find a way to record what I was doing and share that. I'm not happy with my slapdash attempts, though. And I'm much slower about new stuff (and have been slower for a long long time) than I was when I started out.
I used to write about training, but. Hmm. Our arrangement with the U here fell apart when the rec department took a new direction in the fall. There's been an internal split of sorts over how that happened. It's very up in the air in some regards now. I got bronchitis in late Feb and, after going to maybe two or three classes, got a nasty cold at the start of April and am only thinking of heading back again this coming week. So, training is teh suxxor.
I'm going to try to post more often. May the powers that be help you. We'll see how it goes.