Sunday, August 14, 2005
Time for a fresh start.
Y'know, I kinda gave up on having a blog thing, then I realised that I didn't particularly want anyone reading my innermost private thoughts, so I deleted all the posts I made previously, including that one about the squirrel which I DIDN'T MOLEST, SO STOP ACCUSING ME.
Anyway, I still want to write something every day, just because I know that practise is the only way to improve my writing skills. I mean, I can write this just now and think "heh, squirrels," but when I come back to it in a few weeks time, I'll go "wow, that's rubbish." This isn't particularly great, especially when there is an option to delete posts. I'll try not to, because it can be interesting going through old things and thinking "wow, that's rubbish, but did I really write that? I do like that one bit," such as in that one story I wroted called Rambling Bull, where suddenly it goes:
"It's a frog!!" he yelled. "No! It's a hippo!!" I screamed in return. Later we were disappointed to find that it was a "frippo".
completely without warning. I still find that sort of hilarious. Mostly the second line these days though. The rest of that story though, rubbish, except maybe that line about swiss cheese that I probably stole from someone. Anyway, the point is that I must write something everyday, and I must try not to have it just be some random post about how today was spent doing nothing, or folding 49,000 sheets of paper (both common occurences in my life), but perhaps some deep internal searching, or even just a short story that pops into my head while I'm logged into Blogger.
We'll see. Well, I will, because I still don't plan on telling anyone about the blog thing, so nobody is reading this thing... ¶ 11:32 pm
Anyway, I still want to write something every day, just because I know that practise is the only way to improve my writing skills. I mean, I can write this just now and think "heh, squirrels," but when I come back to it in a few weeks time, I'll go "wow, that's rubbish." This isn't particularly great, especially when there is an option to delete posts. I'll try not to, because it can be interesting going through old things and thinking "wow, that's rubbish, but did I really write that? I do like that one bit," such as in that one story I wroted called Rambling Bull, where suddenly it goes:
"It's a frog!!" he yelled. "No! It's a hippo!!" I screamed in return. Later we were disappointed to find that it was a "frippo".
completely without warning. I still find that sort of hilarious. Mostly the second line these days though. The rest of that story though, rubbish, except maybe that line about swiss cheese that I probably stole from someone. Anyway, the point is that I must write something everyday, and I must try not to have it just be some random post about how today was spent doing nothing, or folding 49,000 sheets of paper (both common occurences in my life), but perhaps some deep internal searching, or even just a short story that pops into my head while I'm logged into Blogger.
We'll see. Well, I will, because I still don't plan on telling anyone about the blog thing, so nobody is reading this thing... ¶ 11:32 pm
