Tuesday, May 29, 2007
that is what i am seeing, the return of my voice. i feel like i am no longer constantly hunting for the right words. i am just letting the ideas flow until something is a little off, then search for the right word. you all know that feeling, when you are sitting there trying to figure out exactly what you are trying to say, but it just won't come. that feeling annoys me, and sometimes i challenge that feeling to a fault. but it is fading away. over the past week i have slowly been able to build back up that ability to write without pause, to let my instincts find the right words until i am already past them, searching for others to further strengthen them.
i know it is apparent. i can imagine only ryan has been reading, but it doesn't take a rocket surgeon to recognize the command that has returned to my typed voice. i am stating things as fact first, instead of trying to explain and apologize before the idea has even been proposed. if something needs clarification, provide it afterwords. but if something can stand on its own, let it bask in its own crapulence. it was missing, and it is stronger now that i have gained more perspective. it always grows. always. it surprises me
i know it is apparent. i can imagine only ryan has been reading, but it doesn't take a rocket surgeon to recognize the command that has returned to my typed voice. i am stating things as fact first, instead of trying to explain and apologize before the idea has even been proposed. if something needs clarification, provide it afterwords. but if something can stand on its own, let it bask in its own crapulence. it was missing, and it is stronger now that i have gained more perspective. it always grows. always. it surprises me
