Nothing today, kids. I got a little editing done, listed over a hundred and fifty items on eBay, and recorded two (absolutely terrible) chapters of "Hatchling."
Having said that, I often hear musicians talk about songs they came up with and thought were terrible, but ended up being big hits or enduring classics (I remember hearing The Bangles complain that they recorded “Walk Like An Egyptian” as a sort of goof, not particularly fond of the demo their producer brought them, and it went all the way to Number 1 on the Billboard charts) and everybody’s heard the story of Stephen King tossing the first few pages of “Carrie” in the trashcan (only to have his wife Tabitha pull them out, read them, and encourage him to write it through to the end).
I’m not saying I’m Stephen Bangle or the Kings or nothing, I’m just hoping that, as awful as I’ve been finding the chapters of “Hatchling” to be, that maybe I’m just too sensitive to the subject matter*, and other people will see past it.
Push-ups In November: 1615
Words In November: 10,262
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