I hate starting something new. Not for the reasons most people hate them, which is the fear of the unknown or the fear of failing. I hate starting something new because there are so many different ways to begin that I'm afraid that I'll miss a better beginning. I don't have a strong fear of failing, my dumbstruck optimism tends to squelch that fear quickly but it also leads to some pretty dumb choices, as you will eventually see. For example, this is my fifth attempt trying to begin this god damn, son of a bitch, bullshit, god forsaken piece of (usually I would continue but I would like to continue to share my stupidity, so I'll cut myself off here) and, as you can tell from the expletives, I'm pretty fucking frustrated. In my previous attempts, I was trying to obtain that "fuck it" attitude that my generation has eloquently mastered. However, I eventually had the epiphany that beginning my piece with "GO FUCK YOURSELF!" wouldn't capture anyone's attention, as demonstrated by YouTube's comment section. Here you'll see my thought process in action. In the simplest of terms, welcome to my brain. A lot goes on in it. From poetry to music, from music science fiction , from science fiction to my inability to establish relationships, we'll cover it all here.
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The Musings of an Asshole
RandomThe title is self-explanatory. Authors Note: Thank you for taking the time to look at my book in progress. Feel free to comment and constructively criticize my work. I hope you enjoy it!