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It’s been a couple days since my last post and already I’m struggling to think of things to say, so much for a blog. I’ve always been more of a listener and observer rather than a talking and doer. In hindsight I think this is a good approach to life, some may differ and argue that I’m not a man of action or of risk but I beg to differ, I rather calculate which coarse of action or risk to take. I’m never one to document my life with journals or photos, the reason being is that it’s inconvenient to do it. Not any more, not with technology and services such as Twitter and Flickr and the iPhone, they are made to make it easy for us busy people to share with the world our lives. I know I’ve regurgitating much of what I said in my first post but that it because I’m illustrating a point, and that point is… I’m doing it. It’s not inconvenient for me not to do it no more, like a hermit stepping out of his dangy cave back to civilization I am doing it, the issue is I’m not doing it enough. Now I know what your thinking, your thinking “well it takes time to get adjusted and get into the swing of things” and I would happily agree with you. The fact is that you never take it lightly, not one bit. An alcohol doesn’t say “well it’s been one solid day being sober, I serve a drink!”, of course he probably would think that every day while sober, the fact is you have to keep at it, don’t be lazy and keep yourself on top (as much as you can anyways).

So with that I set myself to change myself. To document more of myself, and there is a reason for it. That reason is change, but more importantly, I’ve set myself to do a few things this year and in the future. The first is I want to write a book. Now I know I’m far from being an avid reader but that was because of inconvenience than despair. I found too many things occupied and distracted me and that reading was just another thing among the many things to bombard myself with. Luckily now that’s not the case, catching the train to work each day has forcibly given me ample time to catch up on many many years of lost literacy. Currently I’m half-way through Steven King’s On Writing and I must say it’s very enthralling and detailed in the most simplest of ways. One of King‘s advice, I think of it more as law, is that you can’t write books if you don’t read books, simple even to the idiot. Doesn’t take an idiot not to gather, the reason is simple as well, to build knowledge and understanding, learn by example and use the tools passed from writer to writer. Yes Mr. King, I shall. Another advice (again should be law) is practice writing… duh. I’m no over-confident fool but I am impatient with creativity – I want to see how it turns out and I want to see it now! I figure writing anywhere possible can only benefit me, practice my poor grammar and uncharismatic spelling through blog. So be warned as you bare my brunt of pungent fiction and all I want in return is your honesty.

Another thing. Since I want to write (as well as write music and websites and games), I also want to capture my life through imagery. A friend of mine, who shall remain nameless… Mark, started to take photos each day of things, anything. I know this isn’t the most unique or exuberant idea anyone has come up with but it’s mainly for self-satisfaction so I can sit and reflect on “what the hell was I thinking” moments.

In closing… watch out.