Anonymous
7/10/2025, 5:50:11 AM No.24536282
I want to create something beautiful before I die. All my life I have been a mindless consumer, with the exception of a brief tenure as a Jazz Guitarist in the Army. Perhaps I should just stick to music.
In my mind's eye I visualize plenty of scenes. An old man plotting revenge in a old house by the coast, a retired military officer leading an expedition into the unknown for his fame fortune and glory, a couple of lovers in a dreary Midwestern town driven apart by circumstance. I know these are not groundbreaking ideas for a novel.
Yet, everything I write is shit. I don't know how to plot a course for my stories. I can think of eloquent vivid descriptions of scenes and people. I can think dialogue that reads fine, as long as I know what both parties are communicating.
When I stare at a blank page, I ask myself what do I really want to say? Most of the time I don't have an answer for myself. I fall back into depression and back into my instant gratification. My you-tube shorts, video games, and I won't even properly practice guitar (I just turn on a backing track and improvise)
Perhaps I get discouraged before I put real time into an idea. I compare my work to other author's who put in full time hours consistently while I dwell on an idea for an hour tops.
Maybe I need to learn systems for story telling. I couldn't improvise on my instrument until I learned how keys and modes worked, the harmonic functions of the chords in songs, and trained my ear to tell these things in real time.
It doesn't help I have ADHD, Severe Depression, and PTSD (none of this is from the military, it is from my family and being homeless as a youth). My brain can't focus and jumbles all over the place. I do things all or nothing and
Maybe I should seek a mentor and some meds for my ADHD. I used to think mental health was fake and gay for weak people, and boy how the tables have turned as I have become one of them. Additionally I will be retiring in my mid 20s due to a TBI I suffered on active duty that makes me sensitive to light and sound which makes it really fucking hard to be a professional musician.
Thanks for reading my blog post anons. Call me a faggot if you want or give me genuine advice and I'll consider both.
In my mind's eye I visualize plenty of scenes. An old man plotting revenge in a old house by the coast, a retired military officer leading an expedition into the unknown for his fame fortune and glory, a couple of lovers in a dreary Midwestern town driven apart by circumstance. I know these are not groundbreaking ideas for a novel.
Yet, everything I write is shit. I don't know how to plot a course for my stories. I can think of eloquent vivid descriptions of scenes and people. I can think dialogue that reads fine, as long as I know what both parties are communicating.
When I stare at a blank page, I ask myself what do I really want to say? Most of the time I don't have an answer for myself. I fall back into depression and back into my instant gratification. My you-tube shorts, video games, and I won't even properly practice guitar (I just turn on a backing track and improvise)
Perhaps I get discouraged before I put real time into an idea. I compare my work to other author's who put in full time hours consistently while I dwell on an idea for an hour tops.
Maybe I need to learn systems for story telling. I couldn't improvise on my instrument until I learned how keys and modes worked, the harmonic functions of the chords in songs, and trained my ear to tell these things in real time.
It doesn't help I have ADHD, Severe Depression, and PTSD (none of this is from the military, it is from my family and being homeless as a youth). My brain can't focus and jumbles all over the place. I do things all or nothing and
Maybe I should seek a mentor and some meds for my ADHD. I used to think mental health was fake and gay for weak people, and boy how the tables have turned as I have become one of them. Additionally I will be retiring in my mid 20s due to a TBI I suffered on active duty that makes me sensitive to light and sound which makes it really fucking hard to be a professional musician.
Thanks for reading my blog post anons. Call me a faggot if you want or give me genuine advice and I'll consider both.
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