Getting started. Never finished.

Monthly Archives: September 2013

Listening is making my fingers itchy.

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Your insouciance is too studied
But then I use words like, insouciance
You drop literary references 20 years out of date
But then I’ve never had to look them up to make a reply
So who’s showing off

And when I’ve broken up with someone I’ve never called them a big dummyhead
But when you said it, I just wanted to curl up and drop down dead
I’ve usually asked for more space
Or made accusations of patriarchy
Neither made a dent, and you were the one who came to crush me
So who’s showing off



At Seattle’s Scaly Beast. Here for old friend’s album release, because they’re not coming to PdX any time soon and it felt like a good interval for wandering around on my own.



A few days ago I had the happy surprise of learning I won a sample of Neela Vermeire’s new perfume, Ashoka. The sample arrived today – along with a sample of the upcoming Mohur Extrait, and samples of the original trio: Trayee, Mohur, and Bombay Bling. How delightful!



Woohoo! My death, courtesy Gretchen Lowell, made the NYT Book Review!



Oops.


indiscreet cd insert

I have the desire to learn ALL THE THINGS. Starting this blog was part of that: both as evidence and a learning process in itself.

The problem with learning ALL THE THINGS is that you can choose “all”, or “things.” You probably will learn a lot about a specific thing, or a smattering about a lot of things.

In my case, I’m a bit of a novelty addict. But also a perfectionist. This means lots of started projects that don’t get finished, because I’m not satisfied with them. Heck, I even admit to this is the subtitle of this blog.

So I’ve sat on an Adobe Creative Cloud subscription for nearly a year, occasionally attempting something through a tutorial book that is really designed for the boxed software, and getting frustrated, and moving on to something else. I decided to give it one last gasp by trying a Skillshare course on InDesign. And I nearly bailed on that when I couldn’t get the project to look exactly as I wanted.

I’m coming up on a birthday that I consider significant. I have this feeling in my gut that the lesson to bring into this new year is “finish.” And it finally dawned on me that finish and perfect are not always compatible, and there is nothing wrong with “finish so you can move on and return if you wish.”

The link above is a cd insert for my almost-fake band. A couple of these songs exist, one is an idea we messed around with, and one is just a name. Another thing to finish.