Well that's typical - start one project, work on it until I get distracted or bored, then move on to something else. According to the date of my last blog, that's exactly what happened and pretty much what is typical behavior for me.
I've known people who have gone so far as to keep a tiny note pad that they scribble ideas on, or even pulling out a cell phone to record themselves trying to speak what their minds are wrapped up in - I've fallen victim to that as well. Sometimes it's helpful, having a mechanism to instantly capture a few of the many vast and complex thoughts our brains churn out on a daily basis. Mostly, I just wish my own brain was better organized to start with, then trying to select topics and stick to them wouldn't be so difficult.
Rambling is something I do in general, in person, so if you know me, reading this blog is pretty identical to any conversation you might elicit from me. I have friends out there who love this about me and I have friends who take no pleasure from it at all. This is the conundrum I face when thinking about trying to write - why does it pay to exert the effort to communicate my thoughts to a broad audience if I'm not going to reach all of them? Or worse, if some of them will think me flimsy and a klutz as far as writing is concerned?
The other thing that constantly presents itself as a hurdle is my infatuation with idealism and drama and love and poetry and all those other romantic afflictions that can make a person's writing seem drippy or sappy or unexciting. My mind floats all over, taking in everything at once.
But there it is, the inner apology creeping out into the open. Though not solicited by anyone, it's my disclaimer. It's me saying, well if you don't like my writing, at least don't dislike me. That's exactly what every paragraph has been eluding to since the start of this entry.
Well - I'm not apologizing anymore. I will do my best not to step forcefully on anyone else's thoughts and feelings, but out the window goes this drizzling everything I say or write with a layer of syrup before it goes out of my head.
......yeah right....
