I think I need to write on this stupid blog more often than I do.
Stephen King (in “On Writing,” if memory serves, and golly is that a good book!) said that you should write every day, without fail.
I’m really bad about not doing that; I get to thinking about writing, and cache those ideas for a later day. Guess when that later day happens? Never. So the ideas get lost or buried (usually buried, honestly; I’ll see something that reminds me and go “Oh yeah!” Hmm, that last sentence reminded me of something…)
My problem is that I write on a blog, I think. A lot of the things I think of are pretty silly (i.e., remarkably stupid) or interesting only to me, and I would hate to contribute more nonsense to the blogosphere. So I don’t. And whatever I was thinking of gets lost.
As in my music, most of the stuff I write is rubbish (just ask my boss, as we go through draft #147), but some of it’s worthwhile.
Oh yeah, another problem with blogging: I don’t usually complete my