I should be writing something but I forgot what it was

There's so much I could be writing in this blog-- that I should be writing.

The bbqs I attended this past weekend-- Sunday being the best of the bunch for this dude's bornday.
or the all the programs and and video I have stacked up on through this.

I've been feeling stilted again with how slow my life seems to be moving. I've been broke once again for over a month now, stacking up those credit charges. I want to call up Chase an tell them to stop sending me all this snail mail reminding what I already know.

And is it a prerequisite for teenage actors on soaps to be not so good at their craft? So I catch glimpses of All My children cause of my grandmother and like the prominent black cast members -- a dude with cornrows and some girl who seems to be a manipulative trouble making. The boy seems to try to emote but it seems so forced and the girl-- over acts a bit much. I thought Sarah Michelle Gellar had raised the bar.

My friend Steve who calls me at the oddest times mentioned something about one of his lady's roommates leaving the house they live in. And a possible $200-300 rent for someone who was interested in moving in (like me).

I have officially quit writing album reviews

Today I told someone I work with at a magazine that I have decided after doing this for close to 8 years-- paid and free work-- , that there is not point in this. That I feel like a fraud. And trying to describe an album in 100 to 300 words is not fair.

Which is what I have been faced with since I began writing reviews for more mainstream publications.

But then I have "quit" writing about music in general cause I tire of the hustle and the lack of really caring about the music by the publications, but not really by the Editors. In their heart many editors want what the publishers don't care for.

but back to reviews. Maybe I have been tainted by boards like this or maybe I just don't have it in me anymore. Maybe I wish that not all of us writers were writing about the music itself because no matter how well we writer if we don't know the difference between a bass and guitar or high hat and rimshot, maybe we shouldn't be writing reviews.

and I kind of feel that way sometimes. I listen to so much but I can't do this anymore.

Who knows - Grad school awaits me to write fiction in the fall.