First Off

My prose is failing me, but hopefully it'll come back soon. I am writing a little (very little) every day, and something will click soon. I will make motivation my bitch...

I think a lack of feedback from anyone is really stultifying. I'm missing both the validation and the criticism. I wish that I had a better support system for that kind of thing in place. But alas, I do not. So if any of you reading this want to comment, or drop me email, or whatever, you know where to reach me. If you don't, it's stain099NO@SPAMyahoo.com Of course, remove the NO SPAM...

Not that there's a lack of excitement. Being an American is tough right now, especially being an American with a brain and a conscience. I don't know how to fix things, I sure as hell wish I did. But no one else seems to have any particularly good ideas, either. I'm not fond of the idea of invading Iraq, but I do think the barbarians should be brought into the 21st century... Barbarians all over the world, that is.

This is scary. Although, I'm glad I read This Modern World.

As the days and weeks go by, I find myself coming to agreement with most of what the liberal world wants to tell me, as I see the conservative side, whom I tend to agree with on a lot more things than even I would expect, becomes more and more irrational and bloodthirsty. It's disheartening, and scary, and overall, depressing. I just don't know what to think anymore. I don't want to think anymore. I just want to keep listening to music, keep reading comics, and get on with my life. Sometimes I wish I weren't so upset about everything else.

But, fuck, someone has to.

If I'm not gonna scream about the injustice of it all at every available opportunity, who is? I haven't seen any of you do it.

I'm done... nothing left to write, now.

Selah,
--Ian

posted by Ian Quinn  : 9/07/2002 09:22:00 PM 0 comments