Delay

Well, I had episode three completed. Was giving it a listen before adding the intro music. It sounded like shit. Pardon the language, but it was awful. Grainy. Distorted. High pitched squealing. What in the world had happened. My first thoughts were that my sound card busted. Then I worried it was the headset. Nope. Those checked out okay.

Bonehead mistake on my part. I forgot to make sure the laptop mic was turned off. Yep, I recorded the episode through both the headset and the laptop mic. I couldn't fix it. I tried. Tampered with noise reduction. I made improvement, but it still sounds like crap. So, I will record once again later tonight. After everyone goes to bed of course. Episode 3 will be out tomorrow.

Yes...tomorrow.
I hope.

Obsessing with Compulsions

Episode two is up. I had my good friend Damion Ledbetter create some intro and outro music. I hope you guys like it.

Enjoy

http://delicatewrinkles.podomatic.com

Episode 2

I will record episode 2 tonight. A day late but hey, this is fun and not life or death. Funny I have to remind myself that my art does not need to be perfect. That lives do not hang in the balance. My future is not dictated by the smallest detail of my work.

Tonight's episode is on OCD.
Until then, my you find serenity because our brain has a knack of giving us hell.

Obsessively paranoid

So, after I uploaded episode one of the Delicate Wrinkle Podcast, quite a few friends and acquaintances downloaded and listened to it. I honestly was not expecting that. But, listening to a podcast is not quite as involved as reading a two hundred page novel, so...
The responses were positive. A few suggestions (which was expected) but nothing major.

I have been obsessing over episode two since Friday of last week. What will I talk about? Don't want to give too much and go over an hour and a half. Is an hour and a half too long? Should I cut it down to an hour? What about content? I know, I'll two a "special" type of episode between each regular episode. But I can't do that after an introductory episode; it wouldn't make any sense.

So I gave into the compulsions and played MTGO. All freaking weekend. I kept winning free games. I couldn't stop. Didn't want to stop. Today, I fought the compulsion and refrained. My mind did a little reboot and is feeling better about the episode, which is now a day late. But I cannot dwell on time frames.

I am going to record tomorrow. Topic will be on OCD and how much the diagnosis surprised me and then five minutes later made all the sense in the world. If it sucks...it sucks. If no one likes it...no one likes it.

Obsessive and Compulsive

I spent the entire weekend playing MTGO. It was prerelease weekend for Battle for Zendikar. It's complete now. Over. I have uninstalled the program. Time to get back to work.

Episode One

I have decided to turn the blog into a platform for my podcast. Yes, I created a podcast. At first it surprised me that I would do such a thing. However, after much thought, I remembered my cousin Kelly and I would create radio shows with my old cassette player back in the late 80's. The time we had.

For a few months I have been listening to podcasts for a few hours a day. Can't get enough of the stuff. Crime podcasts seem to be my favorite. The mystery. The intrigue. The unsolved murders. The innocent arrested. It's all interesting stuff. Engaging. Entertaining. And definitely educational. Three important qualities for storytelling if you didn't know already.

*interruption*

I walked away from the computer to go pee (I downed some fresh brewed green tea so now I'm peeing like crazy), and came back to see that once again, my computer had randomly shut down. These sudden and unexplained shutdowns were frequent over a year ago, but after purchasing and installing an SSD, the shutdowns stopped. Well, for the past month they have begun again. About once every few days. I am not a fan of this. No sirree. It could possibly deter my progress with OCD. Hmmm, I hope I don't start obsessing about it shutting off while I am in the middle of writing a groundbreaking paragraph to the Spiral Effect. Or, while I am in the middle of recording my podcast. I constantly save my progress while working on anything; however, I save about once every few minutes. I might have to make it more frequent.
Don't obsess over it.

Anyway, the point? Google saved my progress on this post. I was under the assumption I would need to begin a anew. But that's not the case, so we can move forward.
Yipee.

I have to leave for therapy in about fifteen minutes.

The podcast is going to focus on my mental disorders. Particularly OCD, ADD, and Depression. I plan to discuss my responses to learning about these disorders, how I lived before diagnosis, how I'm currently living, how unblisslfully unaware I was, parental take, medications, basically everything and anything you can think of. I plan to have guests and get into personal stories from my past.
Why?
Well, I believe it's important. I truly feel like the Holy Spirit is leading me to do this. Am I crazy? Maybe. But I find more comfort and purpose in things like this than working a 9-5 and sitting in front of the TV after a mind numbing day of work.

I want this to be light. Conversational. Fun. Hopeful. Encouraging.
Plus, I like to talk about deep stuff and have found it very difficult to find people who want to listen. So, if you're one of those people who like to listen and find this fascinating, funny, sad, whatever. Awesome. I'm glad you're a part of this.

Time to get ready for my appointment.
Later world.

Podcast

I have joined the cool kids and started a podcast of my very own.
Seriously.
It focuses on the screwed up nature that is my brain.
So now Delicate Wrinkles is a fitting title for the blog.
For now on, I am going to use the blog as an opportunity to write what I discuss in the podcast.
Cool beans.
I am really stoked about this. I usually only get this excited when it involves a story idea or current novel project. This is great.
Later tonight or tomorrow morning I will post a summary of episode one.

Later peeps!

Pursuit

The pursuit of a dream, that quest to bring a vision into the light. Mold into it form. Breathe into it life. Difficult. Tiresome. Arduous. A venture for the strong of heart and mind. Don't get me wrong, depression and anxiety slips into the conscious grey and evokes insanity from time to time. The fight continually rages. One side fires with negative self-talk, depression, anxiety, mind numbing distractions, and unrelenting doubt. How can I go on with such shit? Ah, but the other side responds with prayer, mantras, cups of tea or coffee, the kind words of a friend, a positive review, the love of a child, a wife. To whom shall I listen? Compulsion compels me to obsess--negative or good--it matters not. Obsess. Obsess. Obsess. Until it's complete. When victory is assured. Only then can we rest. But briefly. For another project looms.

Spelling

Reviewing spelling words with my 6 year old daughter. She has a test tomorrow. I am glad I left the field of teaching because this is not my forte. However, she did get a 100 on the test last week; that was the first week I took over with homework duties. The difficulty lies with my daughter's inability to stay focused for more than five seconds. This is on medication too. Without it I might get a good second or two. Better get back to it.