still trying

yesterday it was asked of me, why i find it so difficult to actually get into the habit of writing.  I feel that there's a couple of reasons.  I spend around 6.5 hours of every work day looking at a computer screen.  As such, the absolute last thing I want to do when I get home is get on the computer and write.  I need time for my eyes to rest, I need to decompress.  So, when I do feel like writing, it's often after 9pm.  That's really not too late to write, and I should just force myself more often, because I find that when i do force myself, (sometimes) I actually do write something.
So, what I'm hoping to do, what i need to do, is to force myself to get into bed earlier, and start to wake up earlier.  If I can get a solid 8 hours of sleep, I wake up completely refreshed.  I need to get in bed by 10:30, and wake up at 6:45.  If I can become diligent about doing that, i can get a good hour or so of writing in every morning.  Tonight is going to be the first attempt at doing this, wish me luck!

show tonight

Going to see Murder by Death tonight with Kevin Greene, Leigh Anne Hurst, Marc Manno, and others.  Absolutely stoked, it's been almost 8 years since I've seen MbD, and they're awesome.  Gonna be a good night.

inspired

So, for the longest time now, I've thought to myself that I should blog, that I need to blog.  I've just been a slacker though.  I could put up here all sorts of seemingly valid reasons that I haven't been writing, but in all honesty it would be a bunch of B.S.  In the last week or so though, I've been really inspired to write.  The iPhone application instagram has really inspired me, and then yesterday I read an article about an 'indie' author on amazon.com that really motivated me.  So, here begins my next attempt to start blogging regularly.  

First day of freedom

This will be a brief post because I'm more or less just getting a feel for the format.  However, I will endeavor to write something of substance before the days end.  For the people who are curious about the circumstances surrounding the public spectacle that was my arrest and subsequent incarceration, I will probably start with that.

555 days ago I went into the Virginia correctional system a lost, broken man.  I was shrouded in the darkness of addiction and depression.  Today I am sober, ecstatic about what the future holds, and robed in the light of the love of Christ.

song- Phoenix - lisztomania