If You Don’t Know Me By Now…
I have trouble finishing things. I started writing a novel a couple of years ago. Actually, I started writing a screenplay. Then I decided it would be easier to go ahead and write the novel first, and then write the screenplay. I’m considering switching gears back toward the screenplay, since I haven’t done diddly with the novel in the past several months.
Most of the posts that have been written for the blog have had nothing to do with writing. Most have had to do with baseball card collecting. Then, I decided to streamline my collection to focus on Cincinnati Reds. I have several stacks of cards sitting on a table at home sorted into years. I have most of the cards up to 1989 put into binders, while 1990-2008 are still stacked. They’ve been that way for a couple of weeks. I’m starting to get tired of looking at them. Will I get them sorted into binders, or will I just rebox them and throw them in the closet? I’m not sure yet. I’ve already purchased the empty pages, and I hate to waste money, so I will probably get them in the binders soon. But I’m not sure.
Over the past several days, though, I’ve had trouble keeping up with the blogs – both baseball and music-related. I’m not going to say that it’s a waste of time to read them, because it’s not. There is a great entertainment value attached to each of those blogs to the right. But lately, my tastes seem to be shifting somewhat. Maybe when spring training starts back up, I will get back into it again. Or maybe it will be this summer when I take a trip up to Cooperstown. In any event, those blogs will remain there because I will read them again…maybe tomorrow, maybe next week, maybe next month.
I’m pretty proud of myself for keeping this blog going. And I intend to continue it even now, though the posts may be somewhat more varied in topic. Baseball cards will still pop up from time to time, but they won’t be the focus. Music will probably be a recurring theme, but not every day. I will probably not talk about politics much, especially feeling the way I do about the incoming administration. I don’t know what I’ll write about, but I will write, because that’s what I do (even if it’s not my profession…yet)
What am I trying to say in all this? I don’t know. I guess I have hobby-A.D.D., and you’ll just have to deal with it if you keep coming back here. Which I hope you do.