A concept album tends to follow a pattern within the artist’s conception of what the album should be. A regular album tends to be - at least to me - an album that does not necessarily follow a flow. Does this mean that listening to an entire concept album is like reading a book cover to cover? Yes! Can I listen to non-concept albums and consider it like reading a book, cover to cover? Also a question I ask myself, and the answer is... no.
I still have no idea who reads this blog, and that worries me. Is it personal? Is it public? Is it a public-private partnership? One thing remains [true] thus far: I still have refused to monetize this space, even though I probably could have
I put ‘safe’ in quotation marks because you, whoever you are reading and/or listening and/or viewing this, might have noticed that I recently put up a wall to keep adults, teenagers, and weirdos away.
The good news: not much porn (if at all) to find on here.
The bad news: if you’re 28-15+ (like I once was), you will probably need to ask your guardian/AI/mummy+daddy/housepet if consulting this space is a good idea.
The mediocre news: I still enjoy writing nonsensical things, but I prefer spending my time complaining about the complete lack of feedback on the writing that I do. Maybe I’ll start uploading pictures/facsimiles when the printer lets me.
If I monetize this place, I may choose to change the layout around. So far, it’s still the beautiful mess I started when I was much younger. And I still consult it. Every. Day. Just like I write. Every. Day.
Maybe I’ll stop being egotistical some day; until then, I’ll keep doing the same slog I’ve been doing for decades: wake up, sleep down, get up earlier, eat better, and write slightly better EVERY YEAR.
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I’ll try and publish less traumatic stuff, but I rarely delete stuff, so I hope Google is making a profit because I’m sick of being paranoid about internet security all the time. I understand the need for the paranoia to exist (and it’s not really a need), but - and bear with me a second here - why ever bother caring about what I write online if I don’t get paid for it? The only argument I see against it is that it breaks some law somewhere, written down by someone or more ominously... some... strange thing known as a synthetic intelligence that decides things in the future using past data without knowing the intricacies and specifics of how such law (or lawyers) should and, indeed, could be applied to a specific situation/instant such as this blog post or this blog as a whole.
In other words, I’m not willing to pay for advice when there are hundreds of thousands of desperate Ontario-based students who can probably give me decent advice for free and not be scared of getting sued for giving bad advice.
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It really is difficult keeping true to my writing goals. As soon as I open the blank page, the idea is gone. So, now, I pick up a pen like a decent human being and I too often forget where I put down the stuff I wrote. I think I will start uploading some of the non-personal stuff more often as such because
I really do love typing. I wonder if someone in my family used to be a typist, perhaps a celebrity that helped Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin et al. get to the moon?
"... they were able to get a killer picture, so it was totally worth it ...”
Now back to my ‘sideblogs'. I’m an 'addi(c)t'!
