Blog Rockstar

Perhaps this is something I should have addressed at the beginning, but I don't think I really put much thought to it. Why did I start this blog?

I didn't start writing it thinking that I'd get dozens of people following it, sitting on the edge of their seats and wondering what will happen next? I never conceived a running theme or unique style. But then I never wanted to be a Blogger Rockstar.

There are just moments in which I want to write. If I write at home, I usually give up half way through and start doing something else. I often want to draw as well; but drawing takes much longer to render what's in my head, so I often find it much quicker to write. I still prefer drawing because there is a lot a picture (a thousand words and all that) can convey. To set a mood for a drawing you can manipulate tone, weight, and depth. Setting a mood for a piece of writing means building up the atmosphere with text as a prelude to the main part.

Typing something out is also more flexible for me. I can keep up a good writing speed, almost catching the ideas that flit in and out of my head. I can go back and change what I've written, address mistakes, and make minor changes effortlessly. The same cannot, unfortunately, be said for drawing.

Writing is also more convenient for me because I can do it almost anywhere. At work, mostly, when I have run out of problems to solve. If I was doodling away, I might be accused of time wasting; but it's a different story if I'm writing. My current occupation is also stiflingly boring and requires no free-thinking what-so-ever. I suppose writing is the best way to exercise some creativity in such a monotonous job.

So I just take up my pen, (i.e. keyboard) and write. Whether I write about what's happened to me or what I'm thinking about (i.e. this blog); write backgrounds, plots, and details for my RPG games (which I generally store in my Google Notebook); or fictional stories (that generally get sent as correspondence), I can just write.

One or three people have said I should write a book. I don't think I could stick to one project like that for long enough. There are more than enough authors out there. The biggest problem is always coming back to a story I've already started writing. I'll just sit there, unable to continue what I started; unable to pick up the momentum I previously had.

And finally...

Mum came out of hospital just fine. She had several gall bladder stones removed. The largest two look like D12s.