concentration, concentration is the name...
...keep the rhythm or you will be out the game.
(name that song in 5)
i am supposed to be 'concentrating' on several projects that i've got on the go.
but no.
any excuse and i'm there (elsewhere).
several balls all in the air.
as usual.
can't drop ANY.
HAVE had a killer idea for the next 'biffy clyro' track but now i have to put in down in words...which i HATE doing.
as you may have gathered over the years i've been leaking my secret diary into the worldwide, writing is not my forté.
thought keeping a diary might help improve my skills...but...ur...
can you imagine how writing a 10,000 word disertation on voyeurism (in my last days of PCL) almost killed me?
even though then (as now) i was essentially just writing about myself.
i can't even remember who i've been talking to when i put the phone down now: frances often has to remind me.
i find it hard writing video treatments for bands: so many get written and so few get made.
i'm not sure i have the appropriate skill set for the job.
weird that people around me have more faith in my abilities in this dept. than i do.
and weird that in photography terms, i seem to have more belief in my abilities than others: haha ha.
there are a few personal downsides to having a 'job' in the 'arts'.
don't get me started...
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