Slowing down part 2

Ok in the previous episode our young heroine was bemoaning the fact that she has "slowed down" in all aspects of her life and specifically in her once enjoyable hobby of blogging. Ok I am a self admitted lazy,creative type. I like to write and find it enjoyable; that is when "The Editor" is not rearing her ugly head and red penning every word as I write it.

Some of you know of my other creative endeavors and for those of you who don't, here is the list: Photography - i started out in college, with a 35mm Germany camara, under the supervision of a "real photographer" and I just loved seeing those black & white images appear magically in the tray in the dark room. He even said I had...."Talent" but unfortunately I also was lazy and we all know how much work "Art" really is. I took off in a Red Volkswagen bus for California ( but that's another story - literally in my "writing" folder on this computer - yup you guessed it - unfinished. Am I missing the "finishing" gene? I can't even count the drafts saved on blogger - maybe 50?

Oh yeah, the list: let's see actually first should be..."Musician". I've been playing the piano since 4th grade/age 9 and I can actually play Xmas carols fairly well and I can improvise Jazz if I've had enough alcoholic bevarages. I stopped lessons at age 13 when I discovered boys and also picked up a baton - another talent - baton twirler in High School. During this same time period was my interest in drama - I joined the Jewish Community Center's Adult Drama group. I was one of the teenage girls in the production of Bye, bye birdie. I had a lot of fun doing this - singing/dancing and fainting when Birdie came on.(I realize I have just dated myself beyond belief).

This is where I also got to practice my flirting skills; the lighting guy (several years older than me - actually only 3) was quite smitten with me. I also got to stay out late on a school night because of rehearsals and sometimes go to the uptown diner for ? pie. What did we eat so late at nite - burgers and fries? ice cream? I guess I'll save the diner chronicles for another post.

Jump ahead now and we will add "writing" to that list. I wrote my first poem my Freshmen year in college, which was also my last year as I dropped out in the middle of sophomore year - remember that Red Volkswagen bus? More about that someday. Remember now we are dealing with a world class procrastinator and one of the best little time wasters in the world and then there is my terrible indecisivness.
Now what's a girl to do? Guess I'll just keep on - like the Doodah man.