Audience of One

Three am entries

You know the way that when you’ve been working on something for some time – be it essay, song, painting, poem, novella, dissertation or blog entry – you have no way of actually telling if it’s any good? What I mean is, you’ve revised it so much that what you’ve written is somehow a part of you, and you have no discernment available separate from the personality that wrote it. I’m not explaining myself well. Anyway, I think often with creative endeavours fresh eyes are needed in order to see whether something actually makes sense/is amusing/works.

These problems are compounded at three in the morning, when your natural resources of energy ran out hours ago and your intellect is running on that mix of adrenaline and caffeine that takes the worst attributes of each constituent stimulant and morphs any conversation into a series of non-sequiturs and incoherent statements. Luckily, these conversations seem to make complete sense to anyone else in a similar state of stimulant-enhanced stupor. Unluckily, these conversations, when written up and posted for the world to see online, can in one swift stroke remove any self-respect the author may or may not have gained up until that point.

It is with this in mind that I turn to yesterday’s entry “Dreaming”, and I hope to elucidate my reasons for writing and posting it. My reasons for writing it are reasonably clear, I hope. Under the influence of said stimulant cocktail, I decided (along with similarly stupified associates) to write a blog entry about something which seemed highly amusing to us – namely, a friend who was still asleep, even after having had practically any object within reach balanced, lodged or attached on, in, and to various parts of his sleeping form.

My reasons for posting it are rather more complex, but centre around the fact that the brain isn’t in much a better state after three hours sleep and a sudden injection of sugar. I can’t quite remember yesterday evening fully, but I definitely remember reading through what we’d written and deciding it was definitely worth posting.

In conclusion, in the same way my entry “Interest” was basically an excuse for the possible decline in content that had possibly been caused by an increase in the frequency of entries being posted, this entry is an attempt to excuse the possible mistake caused by yesterday’s entry “Dreaming”. The problem is, as I wrote it (albeit while under the influence of mind-altering drugs – yes, I know that sounds illegal, but it’s definitely accurate) I cannot tell. Hopefully though, if you do think of “Dreaming” as insane and pointless, hopefully this entry makes up for it. Or something.

Matthew @ 12:17, July 30, 2006 to Miscellaneous | Comments (0)