New Forms


I’ve been working on a new book of poetry and some songs. I left the corporate world and spend almost all my spare time writing now. Getting older and declining health leads one to a sense of urgency and an assessment of priorities. “It’s hell to get old” is what my grandma used to say. I don’t update this blog much anymore, but of course I have a lot of other blogs that I do update and write for, some of which are unknown and others that are infamous. I’ve written probably 50 essays in the past year or two. Edgy left wing/right wing politics and philosophy takes a toll. Sometimes I miss the days of just writing about nonsense in here the way I did for so many years, just useless amusing tidbits about weird interactions with girls at the mall and nights out on the town. Last year I attempted to put together a book from such old writings and after compiling about 130 pages of material, I decided it just wasn’t interesting to me at all. You go back through these pieces and realize you’re just not the same person anymore. As you evolve into new forms the old thoughts seem obsolete. Combine those that have stood the test of time in your mind with the best of you’re made of now, and maybe you’ve got something worthwhile.

I don’t really care about being loved or hated. I’ve broken free of that part of myself that constrained my thoughts(ever so mildly!) to conform to some norm of neutered respectability.

Also I was a guest on the “Wednesday Morning Surf Report” podcast a while back. Enjoy.