Fwd: Lauren says to start writing again

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From: "mark kilburn" <mkilbu01@gmail.com>
Date: Dec 24, 2011 2:42 AM
Subject: Fwd: Lauren says to start writing again
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From: "mark kilburn" <mkilbu01@gmail.com>
Date: Dec 24, 2011 2:35 AM
Subject: Lauren says to start writing again
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I just bought an electric guitar, and I am thrilled. I have tried to learn the guitar two or three times in my life, always with an acoustic, I've even taken lessons a couple times. But I never stuck with it. I always wanted an electric guitar.

I bought one last night from a place called miami beach music exchange. The owner's name is marty, and he is only open from 8pm-3am, Thursday through Sunday. So around 11 pm, after we celebrated the solstice, I rode my bike up to Purdy Avenue and bought my first ever electric guitar. I was so worried I would drop the amp as I rode home, but I made it.

Because I am not christian, and because I don't have a significant other right now, I pretty much avoid christmas, and am happy when it is past. The winter solstice though, is different. You probably already know this, but the winter solstice is the shortest day of the year, and the longest night. Symbolically, it is the birth of the life force, and the beginning of the decline of the death force. The birth of Jesus, conveniently, is celebrated three days later. Those christians knew what they were doing, and you can't fault them for trying to celebrate life with the pagans. That's as far as I'm going tonight on that subject.

So I haven't posted for awhile. I started my blog to chronicle my experiences in homelessness: a direct result of my leap of faith by staying in miami beach after I ran out of money. My choice, I think, was validated as I found a home, a good job, and a new life. I am happy again.

I read somewhere that art is born of pain. That to produce art, the artist must suffer. Well, I'm not suffering, and my art kind of dried up for awhile. But then christmas and the solstice came around again. I wrote a "blog post", but really it was an email to my closest family. They pretty much all told me that I should be writing. Really, it wasn't my greatest work, just some ramblings about the solstice, and my cat killing a mouse.

Tonight though, I got a voicemail from my friend kelly, whom I worked with in newnan, georgia, just before I came here. Kelly writes an awesome blog called waiting for tips. She told me about someone who reads her blog, who asked if she read any other blogs. Kelly told the someone, her name is Lauren, about my blog. And apparently she read the whole thing, and believe it or not, she liked it. Kelly called me to tell me to start writing again... for lauren...

So I guess because I've been having some things I want to say rolling around in my head for awhile, and because my family thinks I should, and because Lauren liked my blog, maybe I will try to start writing again.

This is my hello posting. In a day or two, I will tell you what I've been up to since I last wrote. Its funny, I've been playing the guitar for only two days now, but the difference in the creative processes of writing and music making are way different. After I played the guitar for an hour or so, my little phone keyboard seemed foriegn... I didn't know where the letters were. As I write now though, it is like an instrument. I think the word, and the letters appear. Weird, huh?

Thank you for reading, who ever you are.