I usually hand write everything. Even these blog posts start as scribbles and wasted ink on inexpensive black books. I was once told that a person’s handwriting reveals a lot about someone. I’ve written this way forever and I can’t really put together a cohesive thought unless I do. I cross out a lot of ideas when I worry what someone might think of it. I take a long time to finish verses.
This post may not show you anything about my favorite albums of this year or what trends I appreciated in 2013, but it might show you a bit about the fucked up author you’re dealing with when reading these posts.