The practice of interesting.

I have to say it is not usually easy to produce interesting material.  What would make it interesting, after all?  I think there is some level of familiarity that needs to be applied but I think the need for the unexpected is slightly more prevalent.  Therefore, each time I write I try to write what is a part of me at that particular moment.  And while it is certainly better to find the ideas on the fly, as they have a slightly more organic and realistic feeling to them, I do occasionally need to do a little digging into the forced efforts of my art.  Such is the way of life in general I would say.  Time waits for no man.

So, in a way this is me attempting to share not only my desire to create, entertain, and express but also my ability to commit.  I know this may seem a small thing to many but I hope, and tend to believe, that commitment must start with something small at first.  From there it builds gradually, line upon line, over an extended period of time.  Time, after all, is a critical ingredient in creating anything successful.

It is somewhat sad that I am definitely no pretended master of my time.  I am certainly a meager practitioner, occasionally successful in my management efficiency, that has a long way to go before truly attaining any sort of mastery therein.  Just look at the time of this post and that will be painfully obvious.