Boredom and book writing

I've been attempting to write a novel as i've mentioned before the trouble is that i'm bored of it, and have a hard time making any progress, i believe its called procrastination. But that aside shouldn't it be easier than this if that's what i'm meant to do? Shouldn't i have some inherent talent or drive that keeps me going? or is that just B.S?

Sweet lord o' mercy what does it take to get a moment of inspiration?

I'm hard at work (if by hard you mean 2 or 3 hours a week) on the ol' novel, but it stinks, and not just in the traditional dull way. It stinks out loud, screaming the stench like that guy who sits next to you on the bus even though every other seat is empty( and they wonder why people hate public transit) my main issue is dialogue, i suppose my desire to see something outside of my own meager existence has driven me to create a world where people talk like they have some kind of existential protuberance tickling their innards while they think of what to say next....Morons... so they wind up talking like the lowest level of soap opera actor....Good God! Is that the future of my writing? If it pays, then I'll get over it.

Decision making part II

I spent last weekend with some close old friends in Malagash N.S It was a real eye opener, in a lot of ways. It was a real trip to be the only one without kids and although there were alot of the usual " you'll understand when you have kids" and "You can't imagine how much your life will change" it was pretty good. I took alot of pictures, and did alot of thinking/Drinking/Other. What i came up with is this...I'm a jackass! In the sense that i may NEVER be satisfied with my life in the career region, and in the monetary region. Nonetheless i felt (and continue to feel) that i need to progress toward something more tangible. My heart always seems to guide me to the arts; writing, music, film...Not a whole lot of coin in there. Here i stand once again. I wonder if career choices would be easier if there were less of them.

Decision making... part one

I'm thinking about university alot lately, trying to figure out if i want to spend 9 years in school to teach at a university level and write, do i need to? IS that what i want? Will I ever know what i want for a career? At todays prices a doctorate costs 60,000 just for tuition, not including books, living expenses, and so on...it's a rich man's game to say the least. I sometimes feel as though this is my station, and any attempt to be a class jumper, might be an excercise in futility.

Didn't see that one coming!

I, in my internet travels have ran across some interesting things, something for every emotion, urge, or inclanation. I've seen Pornography, Music, news, lies,truth, paranoia. In my email i find spam every day, i guess it's the flyers of our generation, we're like the people walking down a busy street and getting accosted wit leaflets of every sort, but today i got the spam to end all spam. Normally it's sex-related "lonely housewives", "small penis?" (who told?) this one was different; Vinyl siding, i got spammed over vinyl siding, do you mean to tell me the home improvement industry is doing so poorly that this is their new marketing scheme? Genius, really... I didn't read it of course, so "vinyl siding" could be some new sex thing i'm not aware of..."Wow, Wanda really rocked me last night man!"..."Did ya Give 'er the ol' Vinyl siding?"....Or something like that. But taking it at face value really puts into perspective how little human contact is involved in a business transaction these days, you can see and ad, order a product and have it delivered, all without speaking to anyone. I don't really know if that's such a good idea folks...

Lazy days

I havent said too much on here for awhile, just lazy i guess, i get home from work and dont want to do anything at all, no wrting, nothing but the ol' telly, click it on and let the drool just happen.

I'm ready for the next chapter

It's my wife's and my one year anniversary. I can't think of anything more fitting than being with her. She and I met around 6 years ago this past may through her cousin, who has been a friend of mine since high school, I guess you could say that things weren't solid at first, as we dated for 6 or 7 months and then split, but later reconciled and it's been sweet ever since. I don't want to lie to you, we don't agree about alot of things, we don't usually like the same music (1 out of 10 cd's maybe) alot of that kind of small shit, but those who think that kind of thing is important are just unwilling to work at a relationship. She and I have a really damn good time together, and our bond is stronger for all the work we did learning what we do agree on. Through her i've been exposed to things my own interests might not have led me to, and the same for her ( I still can't get her to listen to Led Zeppelin but what can you do...) All this is leading up to one thing, I finally feel my emotional life is solid, and now i need to work on my career life, start striving for those dreams. My thoughts are garbled in this area, but i'm getting closer to a clear answer. I know this about myself: 1) I'm Lazy, if i don't have to, i'd rather not work my ass off every day, that's getting REAL old. 2)I Love the creative process, to look at the world from completley my perspective, and express it via some medium, be it Photo, music or print. 3) I'm a country guy at heart, always have been, and I tend to hold those memories close. 4) I love to argue, and debate, and be sarcastic as much as is reasonably possible, however, I often feel guilty for some of the things i say in the heat of the moment ( There is a story i love about Mark Twain, who used to write letters to political figures visciously chastising them, and would get his wife to mail them, she in turn would throw them in the fire. That story always makes me laugh, because it shows how people complete each other, she was his temper, whenever he lost it) In any case, If all these things can be mashed into a job that pays my bills, I think i'd be just fine with that. So that's that, Chapter 1 Relationships...let's read chapter 2