I could probably write volumes upon volumes on this but have you ever written posts at insane speeds, typing away…edit later…edit later…
Then you go back and realize (that is, if you’re even half in your mind) that everything you wrote is complete and total shite?
So. “To be or not to be?” Delete or not Delete? Save or not to Save?
Well, I know I just wrote a massive post that I think is complete and total shite and a real mess. It’s tying in a couple of things tonight…well, I could throw in another one. Also, streaming an MP3. What the backstory of the MP3 is about and a specific tie-in (or as specific as I can get) to the song regarding a story from my past.
Gee, what else did I write about? What the hell else did I shove in there? Well, if I left anything out, do you think that’s enough to make it one terribly, convoluted, ugly, bloody mess on its own?
Oh, yes. Of course there was the banal (or sometimes exciting or titillating!) “plot” of my evening. Although, when you’re mental, far too many times (and I am…no…ARGH!!!)
ENOUGH WITH THE ALICE SHIT!!!
Again, that “down the rabbit hole” business. Yes, we’re mental and we get into a sitch so things get weird. Fine.
I’m never going to write the “Alice Down the Rabbit Hole” thing on my blog again.
Fuck, it’s everywhere now and it’s just been done too much.
Why can’t we all be as original in our writing as our mentalness makes us???
Whoa, PA! You’re one motherfuckin’ pompous ass for sayin’ that!
Sorry, folks. PA’s writing isn’t that original and…well, feel free to call her a pompous ass at your choosing.