The title says all for my current streamline of thought: does my somewhat-newly discovered interest of reading & writing (blogging for me) interfere with my love, dedication and appreciation for music? Or should I fuse the two together to become a bigger patron for the arts? Currently, I’m for the latter, but it will only happen if you (the reader) can convince me otherwise.
I feel the only people who would understand my previous paragraph would be my family: when I randomly talked about my LiveJournal they would be the first to comment (and with plenty of wisdom), more specifically “they” = my sisters. My older sis (to protect them, I’ll call them by different names) Janet has always been a big intellectual influence on me, but her and I had a bad history when we were growing up and it still taints us to this day. Not as in murderous terms, but bad enough that guilt and uneasiness contributes to bringing this up in the first place. I feel the connection is there, but perhaps it’s not as strong as it could be (Janet, if you’re reading this, plz plz PLZ comment on this. I want to hear from you. Ruv ru)
My other sis is my fraternal twin. She’ll be known as Alice for this blog. Common myth = twins know a lot – if not every single thing – about each other. Amongst my friends, I can say the myth is completely debunked. Twin friends of mine have a constant interaction, whether it be through actual face time (not iPad face time) or on FaceBook, and the relationship stays strong as a result. However, life happens – and I really feel that’s what happened between me and Alice. Not out of anger or frustration or any negative emotion/feeling/whatever. Merely out of acceptance of life. It is what it is. She’s family, I love her just the same, and that’s it.
Regarding the first paragraph, maybe – just maybe – writing interferes with music. My writing experience is based solely on what sounds good at the moment and charisma. I didn’t (and can’t) read more than 300 pgs at a time for any writing assignment – shit, I start falling asleep 10 (ten) pages into ANYTHING. However, some of my best middle school years and high school years incorporated three main things: 1) Janet & Alice; 2) Video games; and 3) Music. And because of said-three-things, I’ve grown to appreciate, understand, and (hopefully) write good writing. Perhaps the next step IRL (In Real Life) is to actually tell them in person what I just wrote. Oye. Anyone got some cajones? I really feel I don’t.
End. Done. Capiche. Reading!??!?!? DON’T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!