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The Journal of Andrew S Adams FINALLY.
03/12/2005 03:41 a.m.
well, after a long time of not doing anything about it, i finally tackled my 'unsorted' folder, and went through about 80 poems that i never bothered to put into places. i found a few poems that i liked enough to put in my library. so yeah, that was pretty good. it's amazing to look back on how i've progressed as a writer, particularily in that period (2003)- that's really when i started to find the voice that i use today. at the same time, i miss certain things about my old style- there was some warmth, for one thing. i now only seem to write of human interaction as being an emotionless exercise; i don't nessecarily view the world that way, but i think it allows the reader to paint the emotions themselves. i suppose that's the main change that took place; i used to write to share my feelings, now i write for people to realize their own.
my poetry is also A LOT less personal than it used to be. now i write by using a collection of images, and stringing them together- images that have largely replaced the feelings.
i don't know what i want writing to be to me, anymore. i don't know if i want it to be fun (i relish the prospect of writing, but most of the time i have to force myself to do it), if i want it to be emotionally cleansing (like i said, this hasn't happened for a long time), or if i just want it to be something that opens up new parts of myself (which it hasn't done for me lately)... many things to ponder.
so anyways, that was kind of a can of worms. anyway, i reorganized... so yeah. now i have to tackle the 'selected' section, because it is quite the mess now.
have a good night.
peace:a I am currently Scattered
I am listening to De Facto mitchell edwards kilk enters a dreamlike state..
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