Hey, sleepwalker, don't you miss the way
Wildflowers paint the western hills?
Or the first autumn whisper mid-September brings
And the glowy excitement that it builds?
Wildflowers paint the western hills?
Or the first autumn whisper mid-September brings
And the glowy excitement that it builds?
I used to be a frequent user here going on like 10 years ago. However, it's been a very long time since I've put pen to paper in order to write something other than my name; and the fact that I've sat here for 20 minutes and struggled just to type an introduction is a clear indicator that I'm rustier than I thought.
Where to begin?
Truth is, I lost my passion for writing about as long ago, after losing someone very close to me. A less creative and much more cliche writer would say that she was my muse, but the reality is that she was a lot more than that. I went into a lingering, deep depression and quite literally gave up on everything I loved. In recent years, though... I've found myself itching for a creative outlet and I've been tossing around this idea where I combine my love for music with my passion for writing.
I don't want to get into it too much here, but therapy is expensive so I figured I would just take music I love and find ways to relate the lyrics to stories from my life and/or any fictional tales I might want to tell.
Anyway, I look forward to joining the community and if you think you'd be interested in reading whiny trash, be on the lookout for my future thread 'Love, Loss and Reflection through Music'.
TTFN