…nope, still nothing. Sorry. Writing takes TIME and MOTIVATION, and, more importantly, they both have to happen simultaneously. The times I most feel like writing are usually 1. at work, or 2. during my morning commute. (Never the evening commute, because I’m too tired by then.) So, although I’ve had a number of good ideas and tons of moments of stroking my chin thinking, “I should really work on writing,” I haven’t been productive at all.

I did, however, find this link about being an internet content creator, which is really entertaining. It’s a little bit long, but it will only take you a few minutes to read. The Oatmeal is pretty cool. Very cute animation, clever humor (but not pretentiously clever). I enjoy looking at it from time to time.

A few more food adventures have happened, which you can read on my other blog. The blog evolution process has begun: No-Recipe Life will be the dwelling place for all of my life and food goings-on, and this site will become devoted to actual creative writing, rather than the glorified livejournal I’ve sometimes thought it is… I will not be going back to delete previous journal-style posts, but from now on it will be strictly writing with the occasional update-y post, like this one. If you like hearing about what I do with my time and random crap like that, hang out on No-Recipe Life and you will.

My last post was a sort of experimental multi-media idea. I had these thoughts pop up while Running Up That Hill played in my head, and I figured it would work better if I posted the video along with the text. As a side note, you should go check out the Placebo and Within Temptation covers of that song. Both are very good.

If I try really hard, I might be able to shake off some of the life-stress, and then it might be easier to convince myself to write. For now I think I’ll just try to make this headache go away.

Do You Want to Feel How It Feels?

I’ve been wondering what this song is actually about. The basic meaning, or overall feeling, or whatever, is pretty much self-evident. Looking deeper than that, it could mean a bunch of things. Is it just a grass-is-greener statement (“with no problems”)? Is it “look what you did to me”? Is it “if only you could understand how I feel”? Maybe I’m overthinking it–probably, since I always do that–but it doesn’t seem clear to me. And is it based on Kate Bush’s real life, or just taken from an idea that sprung into her head, or a story she read, or something like that? Do you ever listen to very emotional songs written in the first person and wonder whether they’re true to the performer?


[also, the video is extremely weird, and might actually be the reason I’m so confused]


That’s The Thing…

I subscribe to a blog, get all into it, and then they don’t post for weeks at a time. It’s so frustrating! I want to read!

That must be how you guys feel about me. Sorry 😦

If you follow any good, interesting blogs that post pretty consistently, send me a link so I can check it out.

I was having oddly nostalgic flashbacks to my teen years during my commute the other day. I largely hated my teen years – that is, school and my social life in connection with it, which is a large part of life for your average kid – so I don’t usually long for anything from that time. There’s always both good and bad, though, and every so often I find myself wishing for some moment of my youth, whether or not it was a particularly good one at the time. Now that I’ve been at work a few hours, I can’t remember specifically what had come to mind.

I wonder if it’s simply a “grass is greener” effect – only my current perspective makes me think that I would want any part of my experiences from years ago. Maybe there were other things surrounding those desired moments, things I would give anything never to have lived at all, that I can’t remember now because I can’t see them from where I’m standing.

When we’re younger we want to grow up so badly. When we become adults we want to slow down time, to give ourselves longer to make a name for ourselves at an early age, to be the youngest _____ ever or be the first person to turn into a unicorn or whatever. And I assume there are even some people that just want to skip right to retirement, because then the “hard part” is over.

*Spoiler:* It’s all the hard part.

Still Not Writing

I don’t know what the hell my problem is. If I did, perhaps I could just get over it. And writing would happen again.


Unfortunately I just don’t have anything new to share. I am very unhappy about it. However, I would like to introduce you to my other blog: The No Recipe Life.

Originally it was thought of as a food blog, because I like to cook but I usually don’t use recipes. I still manage to make things that are quite delicious, and sometimes I want to share them. Then, as time went on, I kept thinking of how I often want to write posts here, in Whirling Words, that aren’t really about writing or telling a story at all. Just various happenings of life. So I sent them to No Recipe Life instead, and changed the concept to be more of a general, living-without-rules and seeing what happens venue.

Most of my posts are still food related, but it’s open for me to talk about other things too, things that I don’t feel fall under the category of things that belong on my writing blog. If you are interested in reading about my food and other life adventures, go ahead and check it out. You might find something you like there.