Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Justifying my existence

"Words are your birthright. Unlike music, painting, dance and raffia work, you don't have to be taught any part of language or buy any equipment to use it. Don't be afraid of it, don't believe it belongs to anyone else, don't let anyone bully you into believing that there are rules and secrets of grammar and verbal deployment that you are not privy to. Don't be humiliated by dinosaurs into thinking yourself inferior because you can't spell broccoli or moccasins. Just let the words fly from your lips and your pen."
Stephen Fry

While I have been toying with the idea of starting another blog for a while there have been a few things stopping me. The self indulgence of such a thing is certainly up there but there is also the inferiority I feel to other blog writers. I'm not an obscenely gifted writer like Rick or incredibly passionate and educated about one particular subject like Mazz.
But funny stuff does happen to me. My broken vagina for one, or being the only person in the history of the universe to go to Nimbin to score and end up leaving empty handed and hopefully these small stories will be enough to keep you, dear reader, interested and hopefully I'll improve my writing along the way.
And if that fails I can always steal other people's words like I did at the beginning of this post.

2 comments:

  1. First point to make, thank-you for the comment and bahaha sucked in-it's on the internet for me to view every day (sigh). Second point, about freakin time you started this blog back up! You're a great writer and many entertaining things happen to you (Exhibit A; broken giney). If you cancel this I will promise to paint your nails pink for the rest of your life so keep updating whenever you feel like it. Don't worry, you can't be as cool as Fuck You Penguin but you can still be mildly entertaining in your unique BKJ way.

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  2. Fucking about time lass. And this is what it took!? A BROKEN FUCKING VAGINA to get you back blogging? I hate to think what needs to happen if you ever need to mow my lawn. Or if I need you to check Facebook.

    Having said that, in a yelly sort of way, I am very happy to have you back. Now use your broken giney downtime to churn out some of your brilliance.

    xxoo

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