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"Song writing is about getting the demon out of me. It's like being possessed. You try to go to sleep, but the song won't let you. So you have to get up and make it into something, and then you're allowed to sleep. It's always in the middle of the night, or you're half-awake or tired, when your critical faculties are switched off. So letting go is what the whole game is. Every time you try to put your finger on it, it slips away. You turn on the lights and the cockroaches run away. You can never grasp them."
- John Lennon
My life (and everyone else's I know of) is full of positive and negative experiences. These experiences inspire poems and songs. Something I say a lot is "life is better with background music". Sometimes I think of my life as a movie, and movies…are better with music (fact.). Some of my work here I consider background music for the movie of my life. It's the theme of my life. My main view of life is it's hard, but it's sweet. I've written during highs and low, and you'll see some of the work here from extreme lows in this journey. In some of my writing I may sound slightly depressed, but I wound like to assure everyone I am not:)
Although many people have been quoted to having said similar things to "I write to find out what I'm thinking about," I'll give Edward Albee the credit this time. This is so true for me. It's funny: when I read my poems, I don't normally think of them as my own work. I get so caught up in reading them, I forget I wrote them. I've often caught myself lost in my own poem thinking something like, "That's exactly how I feel." When I write it's like someone wanders around in my head and pulls out feelings and words. I've actually started crying while writing a song or poem before and not really been sure why. I guess the feelings writing pulls out of me are just so strong, I have to do something.
Some of my writing may make sense to you, but I'm guessing much of it won't (especially for the majority of my readers, who don't know me). You may still be able to enjoy it, but feel free to contact me asking what I'm talking about, for a more in-depth explanation of my writing, to leave a comment, or to simply say/ask anything at all. I should tell you right now, however, that I may not go extremely in-depth on certain sensitive subjects about my life, but I won't be offended in the least, no matter what your question. So, once again, feel free to contact me.
"You know, sometimes...you have to go though something to find out why you did it. I don't completely get it. It really has almost everything to do with just taking a chance on something finally. You know? Stop being so scared. And if everybody ends up not liking you because it...well they weren't gonna like you for real anyways. So there you are."
- Kiefer Sutherland
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