I am a failed singer.
I have loved music all of my life. Sadly, I cannot carry a tune to save my life. It’s a great disappointment for me. But it’s true.
In elementary school, I took piano lessons. In high school, I started playing guitar. I describe myself as a hacker on the guitar and can play some chords. Enough to rough out a song. Very quickly after picking up the guitar, I decided that I was actually a bass player. I spent my late teens and early 20s as the bass player in any band that would have me. (FYI – the bass player gets the second least amount of ass in a band. You’ve got to really be devoted to your craft to pick up the bass. If you’re curious, the hierarchy is right here.)
I am a nontraditional college graduate. I went back to school in my 30s and finished my Bachelors and MBA before I turned 40. I’m proud that I finished school but the decision to go back as an adult was scary.
It’s a Hell of a world.
Not this one. (Well, this one is sometimes.) I’m talking about another world. A shared storytelling universe.
Inspired by Robert A. Heinlein’s powerful and simple piece, first written in 1952. You can read it here. Here’s where I stand…
I believe in the potential of our country.
Well, I’m going to bend (if not break) a rules of engagement that I described in Growth Through Change. In the past, I’ve rushed to share fragments of writing before they were ready for prime time. A couple of years ago I set myself a challenge for a month regular writing. You can read the recap (full of self-chastisement) in Thoughts on the Morning After. Bottom line, I committed to do two things in June of 2012:
- I will post every day in the month of June.
- Also, by the end of the month I will have Story Blue, aka The Third String, in a readable state.
The results were mixed. I did post every day. But Story Blue was not nearly close to readable. I realized that I was too eager for the immediate thrill of sharing my writing. I released fragments because I liked people reading them. But those fragments did not lead to finished product. So since then, I’ve tried to only share finished material. I’ve tried not to talk about what I’m going to do. Simply do it – then share it.