I had the start of a story in mind the other day, maybe I'll write that. I've been finding a lot of inspiration in music these days. Most recently it was A Perfect Circle.
There's this tune called "Blue" that's pretty interesting. The chorus goes something like:
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
The song seems to be about watching someone drown and doing nothing about it. In all, pretty creepy I guess. The song is catchy, though. As is all but two tracks on that album. I don't like "Noose" or "The Nurse Who Loved Me". But I'm particularly fond of "Pet" and the following track "Lullaby".
This reminds me... I need to add a mic and monitor to my wishlist for birthday time. I've learned to play "Stolen Car" on the guitar, and I'm getting pretty good at it. It might be nice to hear myself singing it along with the guitar, and my practice amp (and this is a failure on my part) has no microphone-in port. Maybe it would be worthwhile to get a mixer instead of a new amp? I know I've talked about this with Bud before and he recommended one. Also, I need a guitar strap, since it would be nice to follow Abby around in the front yard with the guitar. Or lessons. Feh.
Anyway, the Radiohead song... Yeah, I was listening to Radiohead in the car the other day and got some vague impressions of a story idea. I'm not sure it's the kind of thing anyone would want to read, but if I write it, I guess we'll see.
The main problem with these things I write is that they don't lead anywhere. I need to search this music for a conclusion. Maybe if I just start writing conclusions no matter how lousy they are, they'll eventually improve. What do you think?
It's not a lack of inspiration at all. Is it dissatisfaction with my own writing? It's not writer's block, because that doesn't exist. I think I need to write something good enough that people will tell me it's good when it's done. You know, in earnest.
It's kind of like when I was on the phone with the bank yesterday. If I have to ask you to apologize, what good is the apology? If I have to beg you for praise, how authentic is it? At the same time, I'm often unsatisfied with my own writing. Oh yeah, it's a writer's mentality.
Back to the topic at hand. I'm going to have to fish that CD out of the car, because there are details of the story that I have forgotten. It's interesting that the music evokes such... whatever.
Oh yeah, I'm a fantastic writer. Pulitzer, here I come...
Pathos. That's the word I want. Ugh.
